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THE  MEN  BEHIND  THE  BOOK. 

COPYRIGHT,    1916.    BY    W.    E.    BIEDERWOLF. 

This  song  book  was  compiled  at  the  request  and  under  the  direction 
of  the  following  ministers  and  evangelists. 


Aekley  Brothers,  (The) 

Rev.  Z.  O.  Avery 

Rev.  Chester  E.  Birch 

Rev.  Henry  W.  Bromley 

Rev.  E.  L.  Baumgardner 

Rev.  W.  E.  Biederwolf 

Rev.  F.  H.  Bayles 

Rev.  A.  W.  Barnlund 

Fred  J.  Balmond 

Prof.  J.  Q.  Brown 

Rev.  E.  H.  Baker 

Rev.  Charles  F.  Barrett 

Rev.  C.  Connor  Brown 

Rev.  Daisy  Douglas  Barr 

Rev.  William  Bodell 

Rev.  J.  D.  Belknap 

Rev.  D.  B.  Bulkley 

Rev.  H.  T.  Crossley 

Rev.  John  M.  Currie 

Rev.  W.  S.  Colegrove 

Mr.  Fred  D.  Cartwright 

Rev.  D.  M.  Conn 

Harold  R.  Coffin 

Rev.  Zed  H    Copp 

K.  L.  Cramer 

Rev.  Fdgar  E.  Davidson 

Rev. Alexander  B.  Davidson 

Rev.  H.  P    Dunlop 

Rev.  John  W.  Erskine 

Rev.  Fred  &.,  Enslow 

Rev.  J.  N.  Edmondson 

Rev.  Floyd  John  Evans 

E.  J.  Forsvthe 

Rev.  J.  Raymond  Fife 

Rev.  Jacob  A.  Frazier 

Rev.  Nels  Fanebust 

Rev.  Claude  A.  Gur*der 

Rev.  Charles  R.  Goff 

S.  D.  and  B.  W.  Goodale 

Rev.  Walt  Holcomb 

Rev.  Walter  A.  Huffman 

Rev.  B.  Marvin  Harris 

Rev.  W.  W.  Hall 

Clare  Harding 

V.  M.  Hatfield 

Rev.  I.  E.  Honeywell 

James  Heaton 

Rev.  John  S.  Hamilton 

Rev.  Bob  Jones 

Rev.  C.  O.  Jones 

Loren  G.  Jones 

Rev,  Chas.  G.  Jordan 

Rev.  Jerry  Jeter 

Rev.  E.  De  Witt  Johnston 

Rev.  R.  E.  Johnson 


Rev.  G.  A.  Klein 
Rev.  R.  Sam  Kirkland 
Rev.  J.  B.  Kendall 
Aretas  E.  Kepford 
Rev.  John  M.  Linden 
J.  H.  Leonard 
Rev.  Robert  O.  Lewis 
Rev.  Oscar  Lowry 
Rev.  Wm.  J.  Lockhart 
Rev.  E.  P.  Loose 
Rev.  M.  H.  Lyon 
Rev.  Eva  Ludgate 
Rev.  Wm.  Cyrus  Mealing 
E.  R.  Mac  Kinney 
Rev.  Maurice  F.  Murphy 
Rev.  J.  B.  McClure 
Lauris  Mallard 
Rev.  J.  W.  Mahood 
George  Moody 
R.  E.  Mitchell 
Rev.  Ward  Mosher 
Rev.  C.  A.  Mc  Donald 
Rev.  E.  C.  Miller 
William  Mc  Ewan 
Harry  .Maxwell 
Rev.  Edward  Mc  Kenzie 
Rev.  Lincoln  Mc  Connell 
Everett  R.  Naf tzger 
Rev.  Earle  Naf  tzger 
Rev.  P.  C.  Nelson 
Rev.  O.  A.  Newlin 
Rev.  J.  W.  Oborn 
Rev.  E.  W.  Petticord 
Miss  Sara  E.  Palmer 
Rev.  L.  K.  Peacock 
Rev.  Milton  S.  Rees 
Rev.  W.  M.  Runyan 
Rev.  Henry  W.  Stough 
Rev.  Franklin  W.  Swift 
Rev.  Chas.  Cullen  Smith 
Rev.  George  T.  Stephens 
Rev.  Hurley  D.  Sheldon 
Rev.  F.  E.  Smiley 
Rev.  DanielS.  Toy 
A.  H.  Thomson 
Rev.  W.  A.  Tetley 
Rev.  E.  B.  Westhafer 
Rev.  Owen  M.  Walker 
L.  A.  Wegner 
Rev.  Chas.  T.  Wheeler 
A.  E.  Wachtel 
C.  R.  L.  Vawter 
Rev.  Herbert  Yuell 
Rev.  P.  E.  Zartmann 


Each  of  these  whose  names  here  appear  had  a  part  in  the  selec- 
tion of  the  songs.  We  have  done  this  not  only  to  make  the  best  possi- 
ble book  for  our  own  evangelistic  meetings,  but  with  a  view  of  raising 
the  standard  of  present  day  Gospel  music.  There  is  no  book  like  it  in 
print.  We  expect  the  book  to  be  its  own  testimony,  and  pray  God's 
Messing  upon  its  mission. 

THE  COMPILERS. 


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No.  1.      All  Hall  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name. 


Edward  Perronet. 


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1.  All       hail  the  pow'r  of      Je  -  sus' name,  Let     an  -  gels  pros-trate  fall; 

2.  Crown  Him,  ye  morn-ing   stars   of   light,.  Who  fixed  this  earth-ly  ball; 

3.  Sin  -  ners,whose  love  can  ne'er  for  -  get    The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

4.  Let       ev  - 'ry    kin-dred,  ev  -  'ry   tribe,  On    this   ter  -  res  -  trial  ball, 
5.0        that  with  yon-der     sa  -  cred  throng  We     at    His  feet  may  fall; 


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Bring  forth  the  roy  -  al     di  -  a-dem,  And  crown  Him  Lord  of 

Now    hail  the  strength  of   Is-rael's  might,  And  crown  Him  Lord  of 

Go,  spread  your  tro-phies  at     His  feet,  And  crown  Him  Lord  of 

To       Him  all   maj-es-ty     as -cribe,  And  crown  Him  Lord  of 

We'll   join  the    ev  -  er  -  last-ing  song,  And  crown  Him  Lord  of 


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Bring  forth  the  roy  -  al  di  -  a  -  dem,  And  crown  Him  Lord 
Now  hail  the  strength  of  Is-rael's  might,  And  crown  Him  Lord 
Go,  spread  your  tro-phies  at  His  feet,  And  crown  Him  Lord 
To  Him  all  maj  -  es  -  ty  as  -  cribe,  And  crown  Him  Lord 
We'll  join  the    ev  -  er  -  last-ing  song,  And  crown  Him  Lord 


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Rev.  J.  Oatman.  Jr. 


He  Included  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,  1814,  BY  HAMP  8EWEU. 
E.  O.   EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Hamp  5ewelL 


1.  I      am  so  hap-py   in  Christ  to-day,  That  I  go  singing  a  -  long  my  way; 

2.  Glad-ly   I  read,"  Who-so-ev-er  may  Come  to  the  fountain  of   life    to-day;'* 

3.  Ev  -  er  God's  Spirit  is  saying,"Come!"Hear  the  Bride  saying,"No  longer  roam;" 
4."Freely  come  drink,"words  the  soul  to  thrill!  0  with  what  joy  they  my  heart  do  fill! 


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But  when  I    read  it     I     al-ways  say,  "Je-sus  in-clud-ed  me  too." 

But  I  am  sure  while  they're  call-ing  home,  Je-sus  in-clud-ed  me  too. 

For  when  He  said,  "Who-so-ev-er  will,"  Je-sus  in-clud-ed  me  too. 


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No.  3.       We  Shall  See  the  King  Some  Day. 


L.E.J. 


COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


L.  E.  Jones. 


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1.  Tho'  the  way  we  jour-ney    may  be   oft  -  en  drear,  We  shall  see  the 

2.  Aft  -  er  pain  and  an-guish,  aft  -  er   toil  and  care,  We  shall  see  the 

3.  Aft  -  er  foes  are  conquered,  aft  -  er   bal  -  ties  won,  We  shall  see  the 

4.  There  with  all  the  loved  ones  who  have  gone  be  -  fore,  We  shall  see  the 


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King  some  day; (some day;)  Thro*  the  endless  a  -  ges   joy  and  blessing  share, 
King  some  day;  (some  day;)  Aft -er  strife  is    0  -  ver,  af  t  -  er  set    of  sun, 
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0  That  Will  Be  Glory. 

COPYRIGHT,  1900,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

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2.  When,  by  the  gift   of  His    in  -  fi -  nite  grace,     I    am    ac-cord-ed    in 

3.  Friends  will  be  there  I  have  loved  long  a  -  go;      Joy  like   a    riv-er     a- 


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Heav-en  a  place,  Just  to  be  there  and  to  look  on  His  face, 
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No.  5. 


Sweeter  As  the  Days  Go  By. 


James  Rowe. 


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2.  Precious,lov-ing  Sav-ior,    all    a-long  the  way,  Words  of  cheer  and  comfort 

3.  He,  I  know,  will  keep  me,  He  will  hold  me  fast      Till  my  earth-ly  tri  -  als 
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I      have  heard  Him  say,     And  He  grows  more  precious  to   my  soul  each  day, 

be      for-ev  -  er  past;      He  will  be,   un-til     I       see  His  face  at    last, 


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No.  6.     The  Way  of  the  Gross  Leads  Home. 

L...I..  R~«»_  Kii.— I.1J  COPYRIGHT,  1806,  BY  CHM.  H.  OABRIEl. 

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2.  I   most  needs  go     on     in    the  blood-sprinkled  way,  The  path  that  the 

3.  Then    I     bid  fare -well  to     the  way     of    the  world,  To  walk   in      it 


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nev  -  er    more;    For  my  Lord  says  "Come, "and  I    seek     my  home, 

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No.  7. 

W.  C.  Poole. 


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Christ  Shall  Be  King. 

COPYRIGHT,  1918,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.    O.    EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1.  Christ  shall  be  King  of  the  whole  wide  world,  He  shall  be  King, let  prais-es  ring! 

2.  Christ  shall  be  King  o-ver  land  and   sea.   He  shall  be  King, let  prais-es  ring! 

3.  Christ  shall  be  King  in  my  heart  to  -  day,  He  shall  be  King, let  prais-es  ringl 

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He  who  redeemed  us  and  made  us  free,  King  of  the  world  shall  for-ev  -  er    be, 
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2.  There  are  times,  when  tired  of  the  toil-some  road,  That  for  ways  of  the 

3.  When  the  way    is    dim,  and  I    can  -  not  see  Thro' the  mist    of  His 

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world     I      pine;  But  He    draws  me  back    to     the     up -ward  track 

wise      de  -  sign,  How  my    glad  heart  yearns  and  my  faith    re  -  turns 

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W.  S.  Brown. 


As  a  Volunteer. 

COPYRIGHT,  1907,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCEU,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  A    call  for  loy-al  soldiers  Comes  to  one  and     all;      Soldiers  for  the  con-fiict, 

2.  Yes,  Jesus  calls  for  soldiers  Who  are  filled  with  pow'r,  Soldiers  who  will  serve  Him 

3.  He  calls  you, for  He  loves  you  With  a  heart  most  kind,  He  whose  heart  was  broken, 

4.  And  when  the  war  is  o-ver,  And  the  vic-t'ry    won,  When  the  true  and  faithful 

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Ev-'ry  day  and  hour;  He  will  not  for-sake  you,  He  is  ev  -  er  near; 
Bro-ken  for  man-kind;  Now,  just  now  He  calls  you,  Calls  in  accents  clear, 
Gather    one  by    one,      He  will  crown  with  glo-ry     All  who  there  ap-pear; 


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Tell  It  Wherever  You  Go. 


Rev.  Johnston  Oatman,  Jr. 


COPYRIGHT,  1907,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
OWNED  BY  CHAS.  REIGN  8C0VILLE. 


Wm  Edle  Marks. 


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1.  If   Christ  the  Re-deem-er  has  pardoned  your  sin,  Teli  it  wher-ev-er  you  go; 

2.  If     now  you  are  happy  with  Christ  as  your  Guide,  Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go; 

3.  When  troubles  as-sail   do  you  trust  in  Him  still?  Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go; 

4.  If     you  are  an  heir  to    a   mansion  on  high,  Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go; 


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If  He  i3your  Friend,  and  with  Him  you  abide,  Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go. 
When  sorrows  o'erwhelm  do  you  sink  in  Hia  will?  Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go. 
Un  -  til  you  find  rest  in  that  home  in  the  sky,   Tell  it  wher-ev-er  you  go. 


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Just  When  I  Need  Him  Most. 


Rev.  Wm.  Pool. 


OOPYRIGHT,   1608,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1909,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


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2.  Just  when  I  need  Him,  Je-sus  is  true,  Nev-er  for-sak-ing    all  the  way  thro'; 

3.  Just  when  I  need  Him,  Je-sus  is  strong, Bearing  my  bur-dens  all  the  day  long; 

4.  Just  when  I  need  Him,  He  is  my    all,   An-swer-ing  when  up-on  Him  I  call; 


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Giv-ing  for  bur-dens  pleasures   a  -  new,  Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 

For    all  my  sor-row    giv-ing   a    song,  Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 

Ten-der-ly  watch-ing  lest   I  should  fall,  Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 


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COPYRIGHT,  1912,  BY  W.  E.  BIEDERWOLF, 
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1.  If  you  need  up  -  lift-ing,  if  you  need  a  song,  Strength  to  help  your  soul  to 

2.  In  some  hour  un-guard-ed,  if  the  foe    as  -  sail,  Tho'  you  feel  your  weakness, 

3.  On  the  Lord  de-pend-ing,  sing  a  -  long  the  way ,  Naught  can  ev-er  harm  you 

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let  not  cour-age  fail;  Trust  in    Je-sus  on  -  ly    and  you  shall  pre -vail; 
if     He    is  your  stay;  Lean  up  -  on    His  promise   till  the  bet  -  ter    day; 


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No.  13. 


Lizzie  DeArmoneL 


My  Heart  Keeps  Ri§ht. 

COPYRIGHT,  1015,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELl. 
WORD8  AND  MUSIC, 


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2.  As       I    live  for  Him  each  bnrden  seems  so  light;  While  He  walks  with  me  my 

3.  All    my  doubts  are  past,  I  am  se-cure  at  last;  Tho'  my  strength  may  fail,  my 


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heart  is  keep-ing  right;   In  the  nar-row   way    I'm  pressing  tow'rd  the  goal, 
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Since  Jesus  saved  my  soul. 


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No.  14. 


The  Nearer,  The  Sweeter. 


Jesse  P.  Tompkins. 

Duet. 


COPYRIGHT,  1816,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELl, 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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2.  The  near-er  the  fad  -  ing   of     the  leaf,  The  brighter  the  col  -  ore 

3.  The  near-er  I   reach  the  banks  of  bloom, The  fair-er  the  breez  -  es 

4.  The  near-er  I    reach  the  Morning  Land,  The  fair-er  the  gold  -  en 


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I  sigh,  when  the  evening  shad-ows  fall,  For  the  light  of  the  morn-ing  glow. 
The  near-er  I  reach  the  Fount  of  Love, Then  the  sweeter  the  waters  flow. 
My  eyes  in  the  gath'ring  mists  grow  dim,  Then  the  clearer  im-mor-tal  sight. 


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James  Howe. 


I  Would  Be  Like  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,  1011,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORD8  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  Earth-ly  pleas-ures  vain  -  ly   call   me;  I  would  be  like  Je  -  sus; 

2..  He     has  bro  -  ken   ev  -  'ry    fet  -  ter,  I  would  be  like  Je  -  sus; 

3.  All     the  way  from  earth  to    Glo  -  ry,  I  would  be  like  Je  -  sus; 

4.  That  in  Heav-en    He  may  meet  me,  I  would  be  like  Je  -  sus; 

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That  my  soul  may  serve  Him  bet  -  ter,     I  would  be    like    Je  -    sus. 

Tell  -  ing  o'er  and   o'er   the  sto  -  ry,     I  would  be    like    Je  -    sus. 

That  His  words  "Well  done  "may  greet  me,  I  would  be   like    Je  -    sus. 

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C.H.  G. 


He  is  So  Precious  to  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1807,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel 


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1.  So    pre-cious   is     Je-sus,  my  Savior,   my  King,     His  praise  all   the 

2.  He  stood  at  my  heart's  door 'mid  sunshine  and  rain,      And  pa-tient-ly 

3.  I    stand  on    the  moun-tain  of    bless-ing    at   last,       No  cloud   in    the 
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waited  an  entrance  to  gain;  What  shame  that  so  long  He  en-treat-ed  in  vain, 
heavens  a  shad-ow  to  cast;  His  smile  is  up -on  me,  the  val-ley  is  past, 
faith  in  His  won-der-ful  grace,   I  know  I  shall  see  Him — shall  look  on  His  face, 


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2.  I      know  He  is  ev-erbe-side  me!  E  -  ter  -  ni-ty  on-ly  will  pro \ -•-• 

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best      of    it  all,  it    is  dai-ly  Growing  sweet-er  and  sweeter  to    me. 
height  and  the  depth  of  His  mercy,  And  the  breadth  of  His  in  -  fi-nite  love, 
tho'       I    betriedin  the  fur-nace,  I  can  say, "Lord, Thy  will  be  it   done." 
know  that  His  love, now  so  precious,  Will  for-ev  -  er  grow  sweeter  to   me. 


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Sweet-er  to    me,  grow  -  ing  sweeter  to    me, 

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COPYRIGHT,  1889,  BY  W.  H.  DOANE.      RENEWAL. 


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1.  Take  the  name  of  Je-suswith   you,  Child   of    sor-row  and  of  woe; 

2.  Take  the  name  of  Je-sus  ev  -  er  As      a  shield  from  ev-'ry  snare; 

3.  0        the  precious  name  of  Je  -  susl  How   it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy, 

4.  At      the  name  of  Je  -  sus  bow  -  ing,  Fall  -  ing  prostrate  at  His  feet, 


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If     temp-  ta  -  tions  round  you  gath  -  er,  Breathe  that  bo  -  ly  name  in  prayer. 
When  His  lov-  ing  arms  re-ceive     us,    And  His  songs  our  tongues  em-ploy  1 
King   of  kings  in  Heav'n  we'll  crown  Him,  When  our  jour-ney  is   com-plete. 


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No.  19. 

E.  O.  E. 


Grace,  Enough  For  Me. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,  1905,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


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2.  While stand-ing  there,  my  trem-bling  heart,  Once  full     of    ag  -  c  -  ny, 

3.  When   I       be  -  held    my    ev  -'  'ry     sin   Nailed  to     the  cru  -  el  tree, 

4.  When   I      am  safe  with  -  in     the    veil,     My  por  -  tion  there  will  be, 


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Could  scarce  believe  the  sight  I  saw     Of  grace,  e-nough  for  me. 

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Mary  Brown. 


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2.  Per -haps  to -day  there  are  lov- ing  words  Which  Je-sus  would  have  me  speak; 

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There  may   be  now,  in  the  paths  of  sin,Somewand'rerwhomI  should  seek. 
Where  I    may  la  -  bor  thro  'life's  short  day  For  Je-sus,  the  Cru  -  ci  -  fied. 


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0     Sav-ior,    if     Thou  wilt  be  my  Guide,  Tho'  dark  and  rug-  ged    way, 
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No.  21.     We  Will  Talk  It  O'er  Together  By  and  By. 


Mrs.  C  H.  M. 


COPYRIGHT,  1015,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELl 
WORDS  AND  MU8IC. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris, 


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2.  There  with  Mo-ses  and    E  -  li  -  as,  and  with  Pe-ter  and  with  Paul,  We'll  re- 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


This  My  Plea. 

COPYRIGHT,  1016,  8Y  E.  O.  EHCEIU 
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R.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  What  I     am,  Thine  eye  can    see,  Yet     I    come,  0    Lord,  to  Thee: 

2.  As       I     am,    I     seek  Thy  lace,  Kneel-ing   at     the  door   of  Grace; 

3.  As       I     am,    0     bless  -ed  Lord,    I     be-lieveand  trnst  Thy  word; 

4.  Lost,  but  found,  my    sins  for -giv'n,  Child  of    God  and    heir    ofHeav'n; 


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0  for-give  this  heart  of  mine,  Cleanse  me  now  and  seal  me  Thine. 
Let  my  soul  no  Ion -ger  roam,  Take,  0  take  the  wan-d'rer  home. 
Lost,  but  found,  what  joy    is    minel  Thou  dost  cleanse  and  keep  me  Thine. 


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No.  23. 

F.  J.  Crosby. 


I  am  Thine,  0  Lord. 

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USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


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1.  I     am  Thine,  0  Lord,  I  have  heard  Thy  voice,  And  it  told  Thy  love  to     me; 

2.  Con  -  se-crate  me  now  to  Thy  service,  Lord,  By  the  pow'r  of  grace  di  -  vine; 

3.  0      the  pure  de-light  of    a  sin  -  gle  hour  That  before  Thy  throne  I    spend, 

4.  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  can-not  know  Till  I  cross  the  nar  -  row    sea; 


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But      I  long  to  rise    in    the  arms  of  faith,  And  be    clo-ser  drawn  to  Thee. 
Let    my  soul  look  up  with  a  stead-fast  hope,  And  my  will  be  lost   in  Thine. 
When  I  kneel  in  pray'r,and  with  Thee, my  God,  I  commune  as  friend  with  friendl 
There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may  not  reach  Till  I    rest  in  peace  with  Thee. 


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H.  Q.  Spafford. 


It  Is  Well  With  My  Soul. 

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2.  Tho*    Sa  -  tan  should  buf -fet,  tho'  tri  -  als  should  come,  Let  this  blest  as- 

3.  My     sin — oh,  the  bliss   of  this  glo  -ri-oustho't — Myosin — not   in 

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eur-ance  con-trol,  That  Christ  has  re-gard-ed  my  help -less  es-tate, 
part,  but  the  whole,  Is  nailed  to  the  cross  and  I  bear  it  no  more, 
back  as    a  scroll,  The  trump  shall  re-sound  and  the  Lord  shall  de-scend, 

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Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord,    0    my  soul!  it    sa  well, 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Rescue  the  Perishing. 

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2.  Tho'  they  are  slighting  Him,  Still  He    is  wait -ing,  Wait-ing  the  pen  -  i  -  tent 

3.  Down  in    the  hu-man  heart,  Crushed  by  the  tempter,  Feel-ings  lie  bur-ied  that 

4.  Res -cue  the  per-ish-ing,  Du  -  ty  de-mands  it;  Strength  for  thy  la  -  bor  the 

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grace  can  re  -  store;  Touched  by  a    lov  -  ing  heart,  Wakened  by  kind-ness, 
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Chords  that  are  bro-ken  will    vi  -  brate  once  more. 

Tell    the  poor  wan-d'rer  a    Sav  -  ior  has  died. 

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Keep  the  Heart  Singing. 

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Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  If      His  love   is     in  the  soul,  And  we  yield  to  His  con-trol,  Sweetest 

3.  How   a  word  of  love  will  cheer,  Kin-die  hope,  and  ban-ish  fear,  Soothe  a 


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pain,  or  take  a -way  the  sting  of  guile;    Oh,  how  much  we   all  may  do, 
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Cheer  and  bless  the  darkest  day,  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 
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No.  27.  Will  There  Be  Any  Stars 

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Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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2.  In  the  strength  of  the  Lord  let  me    la  -  bor  and  pray,  Let  me  watch  as    a 

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win  -  ner  of   souls;  That  bright  stars  may  be  mine  in  the    glo  -  ri  -  ous  day, 

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No.  28. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  M. 


The  Gates  Never  Glose. 

COPYRIGHT,  1916,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris. 


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I.I've     heard   of   a  beau-ti  -  ful  cit  -  y     Pre  -  pared  in  God's  kingdom  on  high; 

2.  Its       walls    are  all  builded  of  jas-per,  Its     streets  are  all  golden  and  fair; 

3.  They're  sing  -  ing  the  praises  of  Je  -  sus,  The    Lamb  who  for  sinners  was  slain; 

4.  What  joy,  when  the  King  in  His  beau-ty    My    won  -  der-ing  eyes  shall  be-hold, 


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The  ran-somed  and  saved  of  all    a  -  ges  For  -  ev   -    er  are  gath-er-ing  there. 
O'er  death  and  the  grave  He  has  triumphed,  And  liv  -  ethfor-ev-er  to  reign. 
To     join       in  the  song  of  the  ransomed  Throughout  all  the   a- ges  un-told! 


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No.  33.      Whom,  Having  Not  Seen,  I  Love. 


Maud  Frazer. 


COPYRIGHT,   1908,   BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   1908,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


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1.  A  Friend  have  I   who  standeth  near,  To   com-fort  me  and  still  each  fear; 

2.  In     vain  may  fan  -  cy  strive  to  trace  My  Sav-ior's  beauty  and  His  grace; 

3.  The  pre-cious  hope  I  have  each  day   II  -  lu-mines  all    my  earth-ly  way, 

4.  With  that  fair  man-sion  e'er  in  view,  My  pil-grim  jour-ney  I      pur-sue, 

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than  I  can  dream,  His  face,  Whom,  ha  v-ing  not  seen, 
will  take  me  home  to  stay,  Whom,  hav-ing  not  seen, 
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No.  34.        Jesus  is  All  the  World  to  Me. 


W.  L.  T. 


COPYRIGHT,  1904,  BY  WILL  L.  THOMPBO*. 
HOPE  PUBLISHING  CO.     OWNERS. 


Will  L.  Thompson. 


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1.  Je  -  sus  is  all  the  world  to  me,  My   life,  my  joy,    my  all; 

2.  Je  -  sus  is  all  the  world  to  me,  My  Friend  in    tri  -  als  sore; 

3.  Je  -  sus  is  all  the  world  to  me,  And  true   to  Him    I'll  be; 

4.  Je  -  sus  is  all  the  world  to  me,  I   want  no    bet  -  ter  friend; 


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for  bless-ings,  and    He  gives  them  o'er  and  o'er, 

this  Friend  de  -  ny,  When  He's  so    true    to  me? 

,  I'll  trust  Him  when  Life's  fleet-ing  days  shall  end. 


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He    sends  the   sun -shine   and 
Fol  -  low  -  ing  Him     I      know 
Beau  -  ti  -  ful    life    with   such 


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I'm  right,  He  watch -es 

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has     no  end;    E  -  ter  -  nal  life, 


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har-vest  of  grain,  He's  my 

by   day  and  night,  He's  my 

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No.  35. 


Is  It  the  Growning  Day? 


COPYRIGHT,  1010,  BY  PRAISE  PUBLISHING  CO.,   PHILA.,  PA. 

Wbltcomb.  used  by  permission.  Charles  H.  Marsh. 


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2.  I      may  go   home  to  -  day, 

3.  Why  should  I   anx  -  ious    be? 

4.  Faith-mi   I'll    be      to  -  day, 


Glad  day!  Glad  day  I  And   I  would 

Glad  day!  Glad  day!  Seem-eth   I 

Glad  day!  Glad  day!  Lights  ap-pear 

Glad  day!  Glad  day!  And   I    will 

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see       my  Friend;     Dan  -  gers  •  and  tronb  -  les   would   end  If 

hear    their  song;       Hail     to      the      ra  -  di  -  ant    throng!  If 

on        the  shore,     Storms  will     af  -  fright  nev  -  er  -  more,  For 

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He  is  "at hand" to -day. 
He  is  my  all      to  -  day. 


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No.  36. 

E.  A.  H. 


I  Must  Tell  Jesus. 


COPYRIGHT.  1893.  BY  THE  HOFFMAN  MUSIC  CO. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


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2.  I  must  tell   Je  -  sus    all    of    my  troub-les;  He    is      a   kind,  com- 

3.  Tempted  and  tried   I    need  a  great  Sav  -  ior,  One  who  can  help     my 

4.  0  how  the  world  to      e  -  vil     al  -  lures  mel      0  how  my  heart     is 


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If  I  but  ask  Him,  He  will  de  -  liv  -  er, 
I  must  tell  Je  -  sus,  I  must  tell  Je  -  sus; 
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He   ev  -  er  loves  and  cares  for  His  own. 

Make  of  my  troub-les  quick-ly     an  end. 

He   all  my  cares  and   sor-rows  will  share. 

0-  ver  the  world  the    vie- fry  to  win. 


I  must  tell  Je  -  sus! 


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No.  37. 


5.  O'Maley  Cluff. 


I  Am  Praying  for  You. 

COPYRIGHT    1904,  BY  IRA  D.  6ANKEY. 
USED  BY  PER.      THE  BIGLOW  &  MAIN  CO. 


Ira  D.  Sankey. 


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I  have  a  robe: 'tis  re  -  splend  -  ent  in  whiteness,  A  -  wait  -  ing  in  glo- 
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my  won  -  der  -  ing  view;   Oh,  when  I  re  -  ceive    it    all    shin  -  ing   in 
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Ed£ar  Pa$e, 


Beulah  Land. 

BY  PERMISSION  OF  MRS.  JNO.  R.  8WENEY. 


Jro.  R.  Sweney. 


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2.  My     Sav-ior  comes  and  walks  with  me,  And  sweet  communion  here  have  we; 

3.  A     sweet  per-fume  np  -  on  the  breeze  Is  borne  from  ev  -  er  -  ver  -  nal  trees, 

4.  The  zeph-yrsseem  to  float   to  me, Sweet  sounds  of  Heaven's  mel  -  o  -  dy, 


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Andflow'rs,thatnev-  er  -  fad-inggrow  Where  streams  of  life  for  -  ev  -  er  flow. 
As       an-gels  with  the  white-robed  throng  Join  in  the  sweet  re-demp-tion  song. 

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W.  T.  Sleeper. 


Ye  Must  Be  Born  Again. 

COPYRIGHT,  1905,  BY  CEO.  C.  6TEBBIN6. 
IN  RENEWAL. 


Ceo.  C.  Stebblns. 


1.  A     rul-er  once  came   to  Je  -  sus  by  night,  To    ask  Him  the  way  of   sal- 

2.  Ye  children  of   men,    at-tend  to  the  word  So     sol-emn-ly    ut-tered  by 

3.  Oh,  ye  who  would  enter  that  glo-ri-ou9  rest,  And  sing  with  the  ransomed  the 

4.  A  dear  one  in  Heaven  thy  heart  yearns  to  see,  At  the  beau-ti-f  ul  gate  may  be 


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Je  -  sus,  the  Lord;  And    let   not  this  mes-  sage  to     you   be     in   vain, 

song  of  the  blest,  The    life    ev  -  er-last-ing    if      ye  would  ob-tain, 

watching  for  thee;  Then  list    to     the  note    of   this    sol-emn   re-frain, 

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A  Savior  of  Love. 


■—   I\..IA„   f\~A~~      COPYRIGHT,  10H,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.      WORD8  AND 

Ina  Duley  Ogdon.  international  copyright. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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3.  0        Giv  -  er     of  faith  that   in-creas-es    our  sight,  0  Rock  that  shall 
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stum-ble  and  fall;  With  strength  for  our  weakness,  and  sol- ace  for  pain, 
nev  -  er    re   -  move,     The    en-trance  a-bun-dantto  Glo  -  ry  and  Light; 

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For  He    is     a  Sav-ior    of    Love.    .    -    . 

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I  Will  Not  Forget  Thee. 

COPYRIGHT,  1889,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Sweet  is   the  promise— "I  will  not  forget  thee,"  Nothing  can  mo-lest  or 

2.  Trust-ing  the  promise — "I  will  not  forget  thee,"  Onward  will    I    go  with 

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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


There  Gometh  No  Night. 

COPYRIGHT,  1916,   BY  E    O.  EXCEL!.. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  We  watch  for  the  morn-ing,  the  beau  -  ti  -  ful    day  That  shines  in    the 

2.  The     ro  -  ses  bloom  on     in  that  won-der-ful  land,  Un- touched  by  the 

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no  night,  no  night,  no  night. 


No.  43.     To  God  My  Earnest  VoiGe  I  Raise. 


Psalm  142. 


(*MY  FATHER  KNOWS.) 

COPYRIGHT,  1897.  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


E.  O.  ExcelL 


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No.  44. 


In  the  Gleft  of  the  Rock. 


Lizzie  DeArmond. 


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WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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No.  45. 


Psalm  24. 


Ye  Gates,  Lift  Your  Heads. 

(•THE  "GLORY  SONG.") 

COPYRIGHT,  1800,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


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2.  What  King  of      all    glo  -  ry      is    this  that    ye    sing?  The  Lord,  strongand 

3.  The    King  of      all    glo  -  ry  high  hon-ors      a  -  wait;  The  King  of    all 
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*  The  famous  "Glory  Song,"  adapted  for  the  first  time  to  a  psalm. 


No.  46. 


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The  King's  Business. 

COPYRIGHT,  1B02,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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Satisfied. 


A      u      A  *.■.■*  WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,  1909,  BY  B.  0.  ACKLEY.  R     n      A_M-„ 

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R.  K.  C. 


Standing  On  the  Promises. 

COPYRIGHT,  1886,  BY  JOHN  J.  HOOD. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


R.  Kelso  Carter. 


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1.  Standing  on  the  prom-is  -  es    of  Christ  my  King,  Thro'   e-ter-nal   a  -  ges. 

2.  Standing  on  the  prom-is  -  es  that  can -not    fail,   When  the  howling  storms  of ; 

3.  Standing  on  the  prom-is  -  es    of  Christ  the  Lord,  Bound  to  Him    e  -  ter  -  nal- 

4.  Standing  on  the  prom-is  -  es     I    can -not    fall,     Lis-t'ning  ev  -  'ry  mo-ment 

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No.  49. 


There  is  Pow'r  in  the  Blood. 


L.B.  J. 


COPYRIGHT,  1899,  BY  H.  L.  GIIMOUR,  WENONAH,  N,  J. 
U8EO  BY  PERMISSION. 


L.  B.  Jones. 


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2.  Would  you 

3.  Would  you 

4.  Would  you 


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be  free  from  the  bur  -  den  of  sin?  There's  pow'r  in  the  blood, 

be  free  from  your  passion  and  pride?  There's  pow'r  in  the  blood, 

be   whi-ter,  much  whi-ter  than  snow?  There's  pow'r  in  the  biood, 

do  serv  -  ice  for  Je-sus  your  King?  There's  pow'r  in  the  blood, 


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the  blood;  Come   for     a  cleans -ing  to    Cal  -  va-ry's  tide; 

the  blood;    Sin  -  stains  are  lost      in  its    life  -  giv-  ing  flow; 

the  blood;  Would  you  live    dai  -  ly  His  prais  -  es    to    sing? 


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Higher  Ground. 


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Cbas.  H.  Ga6rfef. 


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1.  I'm  pressing  on  the  npward  way,  New  heights  I'm  gaining  ev-'ry  day; 

2.  My  heart  has  no  de  -  sire  to  stay  Where  doubts  a-rise  and  fears  dis-may ; 

3.  I     want  to  live  a-bove  the  world,  Tho' Satan's  darts  at  me  are  hurled; 

4.  I    want  to  scale  the  ut-most  height,  And  catch  a  gleam  of  glo-ry  bright; 


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Still  pray-ing  as  I  onward  bound,  "Lord,  plant  my  feet  on  higher  ground 
Tho'  some  may  dwell  where  these  abound,  My  prayer,my  aim, is  higher  ground 
For  faith  has  caught  the  joy-ful  sound,  The  song  of  saints  on  higher  ground 
But  still  I'll  pray  till  Heav'n  I've  found,"Lord,  lead  me  on   to  higher  ground 


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A  high-er  plane  than  I  have  found,  Lord,  plant  my  feet  on  high-er  ground. 


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No.  51. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Since  I  Pound  My  Savior. 

COPYRIGHT,   tS92,  BY  JOHN  R.  SWENEY. 
USED  BY  PERM488ION. 


Jno.  R.  Sweoey. 


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1.  life  wears  a    dif  -  f 'rent  face    to    me,  Since  I  found  my  Sav  -  ior; 

2.  He   sought  me  in      His    wondrous  love,     So  I  found  my  Sav  -  ior; 

3.  The   pass -ing  clouds  may  in  -  ter-vene,  Since  I  found  my  Sav  -  ior, 

4.  A     strong  hand  kind  -ly    holds  my  own,  Since  I  found  my  Sav  -  ior; 


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He  brought  sal-va  -  tion  from  a- bove,  My  dear,  al-might - y    Sav 

But   He      is  with  me,  tho'  un-seen,  My    ev  -  er-pres-ent  Sav* 

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No.  52. 


Someone  is  Looking  to  You. 


W.  M.  LlghttaalU 


COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  CHA8.  H. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Let  your  light  shine  where-so-e'er    you   go,  Some-one  is  look-ing  to 

2.  Some-one  is   grop  -  ing   his  way    to    God,  Some-one  is  look-ing  to 

3.  Some-one  your  coun-sel   will  sure  -  ly   take,  Some-one  is  look-ing  to 

4.  Some-one  has    al-most  ac-cept-^d  Him,  Some-one  is  look-ing  to 


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Dr.  B.  T.  Cassel. 


Loyalty  to  Ghrist. 

COPYRIGHT,  1894,  1866,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Flora  H,  Cassel. 


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1.  From  o-ver  hill  and  plain  There  comes  the  signal  strain,' Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

2.  0  hear,  ye  brave, the  sound  Thatmovesthe  earth  around,  'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

3.  Come,  join  our  loyal  throng,We'll  rout  the  gi-ant  wrong,'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

4.  The  strength  of  youth  we  lay  At  Je-sus' feet  to-day,  'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 


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loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  A  -  rise  to  dare  and    do,  Ring  out  the  watch-word  true, 
loy  -  al  -  ty  to  Christ;Where  Satan's  banners  float  We'll  send  the  bu  -  gle  note, 
loy  -  al  -  ty  to  Christ;  His  gos-pel  we'll  pro-claim  Thro '-out  the  world's  domain, 

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The  Church  in  the  Wildwood. 


W.  S.  P. 


NEW  ARRANGEMENT  OF  WORDS  AND  MU6I0 
COPVRIOHT,  1010,  BV  E.  O.  EXCEU. 


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Dr.  William  S.  Pitta. 


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1.  There's  a  church  in  the  val-ley  by    the  wild-wood,  No       love  -  li  -  er 

2.  Oh,           come   to  the  church    in     the  wild-wood,  To  tfce  trees  where  the 

3.  How         sweet   on  a   clear,    Sab -bath  morn- ing  To          list    to    the 

4.  From    the  church  in  the  val-ley  by    the  wild-wood,  When    day  fades  a- 


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spot     in  the  dale;       No  i  place    is    so  dear  to  my  child-hood   As  the 

wild  flow-ers  bloom;  Where  the  part-ing     hymn  will  be  chant-  ed,  We  will 

clear  ring-ing  bell;        Its      tones  so       sweet -ly  are  call  -  ing,    Oh, 

way     in -to  night,      I  would  fain  from  this  spot  of  my  chi[d-hood  Wing  my 


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come,  come,       come,  come,  come,  come,  come,  come,       come,  come,       come,  come,  come; 


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No.  55.      'Tis  the  Blessed  Hour  of  Prayer. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


COPYRIGHT,  1880,  BY  THE  BIGtOW  A  MAIN  CO. 
USED  BY  PER.  OP  W.  H.  OOANE. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  'Tis  the  bless -ed  hour  of  prayer,  when  our  hearts  low- ly  bend,  And  we 

2.  'Tis  the  bless  -  ed  hour  of  prayer,  when  the  Sav  -  ior  draws  near,  With  a 

3.  'Tis  the  bless -ed  hour  of  prayer,  when  the  tempt-ed  and  tried     To  the 

4.  At    the  bless  -  ed  hour  of  prayer,  trust-ing  Him,  we    be  -  Here  That  the 


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Sav -ior  who  loves  them  their  sor- row  con -fide;  With  a  sym-pa-thiz-ing 
bless- ing  we're  need-ing  we'll  sure  -ly   re-ceive;    In   the  full-ness  of  this 


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cast  at  His  feet  ev- 

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'ry  care,   What  a  balm  for  the  wear-y! 

'ry  care;   What  a  balm  for  the  wear-y! 

'ry  care;  What  a  balm  for  the  wear-y! 


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Bless-ed  hour  of  prayer,  bless-ed  hour  of  prayer; 


6  how  sweet  to  be  there! 

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O  how  sweet  to    be,  there! 


No.  56. 
c.  n.  a. 


The  Wonderful  Story. 

COPYRIGHT,    1897,    BY   E.   O.   EXCELL. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  0      sweet    is  the  sto -ry  of   Je-sus,The   won  -  der-ful  Sav-ior  of    men, 

2.  He   came  from  the  brightest  of  glo- ry;  His    blood  as    aran-somHo   gave, 

3.  His   mer  -  cy  flows  onlike  a    riv-erjHis    love    is  unmeasured  and  free; 


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To  pur  -  chase  e-ter-nal  redemption;  And,  0  He  is  mighty  to  save! 
His    grace    is  for-ev-er  suf-fi-cient,  It    reach -es  and  pu  -  ri  -  fies   me. 


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No.  57. 


Meet  Mother  in  the  Skies. 


COPYRIGHT,  1889,  BY  JOHN  F.  ELLIS  &  CO.,  WASHINGTON,  D.  C. 

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2.  Now  the  old  home,  va-cant,  has  no  charms  for  you;    One  dear  form  is 

3.  Now  in  true    re  -  pent-ance  to    the  Sav  -  ior   flee;     He  who  pardoned 


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ab  -    sent—moth  -  er,  kind  and   true;        Ev  -  er  -  more  she  dwells  where 
moth  -  er,     mer  -  cy    has    for    thee;      Now   He  waits  to    com  -  fort, 

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pleas-ure  nev  -  er  dies, —  If  you  love  your  mother,  meet  her  in  the  skies. 

He    will   not   de-spise9—  If  you  love  your  mother,  meet  her  in  the  skies. 

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No.  58. 


Mrs.  Frank  A.  Brack, 


Help  Somebody  To-day. 

COPYRIGHT,  1904,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1900,  BY  E.  O.  EXCEIL. 


Chas.  H.  GabrleL 


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2.  Man  -  y  are  wait-ing   a  kind,  loving  word,  Help  some-bod-y  to 

3.  Man  -  y  have  bur-dens  too  heav-y    to  bear,  Help  some-bod-y  to 

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Thou  hast  a  mes-sage,  0    let     it     be  heard,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

Grief   is   the  por-tion   of  some  ev-  'ry-where,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

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Ina  Duiey  Ogdon. 

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Jesus  Will! 

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E.  O    EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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2.  Who  can  take  a -way  my    sin?        Je-sus  willJ  Je-suswill! 

3.  Who  can  conquer  doubts  and  fears?    Je-suswill!  Je-suswill! 

4.  Who  will  be  my  dear -est  Friend?    Je-suswill!  Je-sus  will  I 

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Make  me  pure,  with-out,  with -in? 
Share  my  joys    and  dry   my  tears? 
Love  and  keep  me    to    the    end? 


Je  -  bus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus  will! 

Je-sus, bless-ed  Je  -  sns  will! 

Je-sus,bless-ed  Je  -  sus  will! 

Je-sus, bless-ed  Je  -  sus  will! 


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"Whosoever  Will." 


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2.  If      'tis    for     pu  -  ri  -  ty   now  that  you  sigh,     Let    Je  -  sus  come 

3.  If    there's  a    tem-pest  your  voice  can  -  not  still,     Let    Je  -  sus  come 

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in  i  to  your  heart;        If  there's  a  void  this  world  nev -  er    can   fill, 

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Throw  Out  the  Life-Line. 


COPYRIGHT,  1890, 


Rev.  E.  S.  Ufford. 


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2.  Throw  out  the  Life-Line  withhandquickandstrong;Why  do   you    tar -ry,  why 

3.  Throw  out  the  Life-Line  to    dan-ger-fraught  men, Sink -ing    in    an-guish  where 

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GraGe  is  Free. 

0OPYR1GHT,  1915,  BV  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  inueia 

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2    Send   the  mes  -  sage  thro*  the    air,     Grace  is  free,  grace  is  free; 

3.  Look    to    Je  -  sus,  look    and   live,   Grace  is  free,  grace  is  free; 

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He     will  keep   you    to     the    end,    Grace  is  free,  grace  is  free. 

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His  Way  With  Thee. 


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2.  Would  you  have  Him  make  you  free  j  and  follow  at    His  call?  Would  you  know  the 

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Because  I  Love  Jesus. 

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3.  Tho'  loved  ones  be  ta  -  ken  a  -  way  from  my   side,  Tho'  rich  -  es  and 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


By  and  By. 

COPYRIGHT,   1816,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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In  that  cloud-less  re-gion  fair,  And  we'll  know  each  other  there  By  and 

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B.  O.  E. 


A  Little  Bit  of  Love. 

To  my  Friend,  Marion  Lawrance. 

COPYRIGHT,  1804,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.      WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


E.  O.  Excell. 


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2.  From  the  poor  of   ev  -  'ry  cit  -  y,   For  a 

3.  Down  be -fore  their  i  -  dols  fall-ing,  For  a 

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reach-ingout  in  pit-y     For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love;  Some  have  burdens  hard  to 

souls   in  vain  are  call-ing  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love;    If  they  die  in   sin  and 

chil-dren,too,arecry-ing  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love,  Stand  no  lon-ger   i-dly 


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bear ,  Some  have  sorrows  we  should  share ;  Shall  they  falter  and  de-spair  For  a 
shame, Some  one  sure-ly  is  to  blame  Fornotgo-ing  in  His  name,  With  a 
by,     You  can  help  them  if  you  try;    Go, then, saying,  "Here  am  I,  "With  a 


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lit -tie  bit  of  love?  For  a  lit-tle  bit  of  love,  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of 

lit -tie  bit  of  love.  With  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love,  With  a  lit-tle  bit  of 

lit-tle  bit  of  love.  With  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love,  With  a  lit-tle  bit  of 


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If  Your  Heart  Keeps  Ri£ht. 


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1.  You    will  live     a     life     of  glad-ness    if    your  heart  keeps  right; 

2.  You'll  go   sing-ing    on  life's  path- way     if    your  heart  keeps  right, 

3.  You    will    al  -  ways  be       a  bless  -  ing     if    your  heart  keeps  right, 


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Tho '  your  foes  m  ay  gather  and  your  friends  may  slight ,  You  m  ay  find  a  Friend  who's 
Tho'  the  clouds  may  deepen    in  -  to  shades  of  night;  For, tho'  night  may  do  for 
Then  the  Master's  serv-ice  will  be  your  delight,  And  you  nev  -  er  will    be 


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weep-ing,joy  will  come  withmorning, Bringing sunshineif  your  heart  keeps  right, 
lone  -  ly  for  the  Lord  hath  spo-ken,"I'll  be  withyouif  your  heart  keeps  right." 


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Nothing  But  the  Blood. 

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1.  What  can  wash    a -way  my    sin?     Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of     Je-sus; 

2.  For     my  par- don,  this     I     see—  Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of     Je-sus; 

3.  Noth-ing  can   for    sin     a  -  tone,— Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of     Je-sus; 

4.  This     is     all    my  hope  and  peace — Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of     Je-sus; 


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For     my  cleans-ing,  this  my   plea— Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of  Je, 

Naught  of  good  that   I    have  done,— Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of  Je 

This     is     all    my  right-eous-ness,— Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of  Je 

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Lizzie  DeArmond. 


Win  Them  One  By  One. 

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WORDS  AND  MUSIC, 


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2.  Is      it  noth-ing  they  are  lost,  souls  that  Je-sus  died  to  save?  Let  us  glad-ly 

3.  We  must  win  them  one  by  one    by    a   lit  -  tie  kind-ness  shown,  Or  a   gen- tie 


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in      the  res  -  cue  lend    a     hand;  News    of   life    and  love  im  -  part  to  some 

touch  of  hu  -  man  sym-pa  -  thy;     Stoop -ing  down  from  heigths  of  ease,  seek-ing 


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by-ways  turn  a -side,    In    the  foot-steps  of  the  Man  of  Gal  -  i  -  lee. 

wear-y,  sin  -ml  heart,  Help  some  broth-er  in  the   glo-ry  light   to     stand, 

on  -  ly  God  to  please,  Pointing  ev  -  er    to  the  Christ  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry. 

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Jesus  is  Galling. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby.         copyright,  1011,  by  geo.  c.  stebbins,  renewal.       Geo.  C.  Stebblns. 


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2.  Je-sus  is  call-ing  the  wear-y     to    rest— Call-ing   to-day,  call-ing    to-day; 

3.  Je-sus  is  waiting, oh, come  to  Him  now— Waiting  to-day,  waiting    to-day; 

4.  Je-sus  is  pleading,oh,list  to  His  voice — Hear  Him  to-day,  hear  Him  to-day; 

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Why  from  the  sun-shine  of  love  wilt  thou  roam  Far-ther  and  far-ther  a  -  way? 
Bring  Him  thy  bur-den,  andthoushalt  be  blest;   He  will  not  turn  Thee  a  -  way. 
Come  with  thy  sins,  at  His  feet  low  -  ly  bow;  Come, and  no  lon-ger   de  -  lay. 
They  who   be-lieve  on  His  name  shall  re-joice;  Quickly     a -rise  and   a -way. 


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Call  -  ing,  call  -  ing     to  -  day,       to  -  day!       Call  -   ing,  call  -  ing   to  -  day,      to  -  day! 

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Je  -  ens  is   ten  -  der  -  ly  call-ing    to  -  day, 

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My  Savior  First  of  All. 

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1.  When  my  life-work    is    end-ed  and    1  cross  the  swelling  tide,  When  the 

2.  0,       the  soul-thrill-ing  rapture  when  I  view  His  bless-ed  face,  And  the 

3.  0,       the  dear  ones  in  glo-ry,  how  they  beck-on  me  to  come,  And  our 

4.  Thro'  the  gates  to    the  cit  -  y,    in     a    robe  of  spot-less  white  He  will 


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bright  and  glorious  morning    I  shall  see,      I  shall  know  my  Redeemer  when  I 
lus  -  ter    of  His  kind-ly  beamingeye;  HowmyfullheartwillpraiseHimforthe 
part  -  ing  at  the    riv-er    I     re -call;    To  the  sweet  vales  of  E-den  they  will 
lead   me  where  no  tears  will  ev  -  er   fall;    In  the  glad  song  of    a-geslshall 


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reach  the  oth  -  er    side,  And  His  smile  will  be  the  first  to  welcome  me. 

mer  -  cy,  love  and  grace,  That  prepare  for  me    a  man-sion  in    the  sky. 

sing    my  welcome  home;  But    I    long  to  meet  my  Sav-ior  first  of  all. 

min  -  gle  with  de-light;  But    I    long  to  meet  my  Sav-ior  first  of  all. 


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I  shall  know  Him, 

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Wonderful  Words  of  Life. 

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2.  Christ, the  bless-cd  One, gives    to    all,     Won-der-ful  words  of      Life; 

3.  Sweet- ly    ech  -  o     the    gos  -  pel  call,    Won-der-ful  words  of      Life; 


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Sin  -  ner,  list  to  the  lov  -  ing  call,  Won-der-ful  word3  of  Life. 
Of-   fer    par  -  don  and  peace    to      all,    Won-der-ful  words  of      Life. 


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All  so  free  -  ly  giv  -  en,  Woo  -  ing  us  to  Heav  -  en: 
Je    -     8us,    on  -  ly      Sav  -  ior,     Scnc  -  ti  -  fy       for  -  ev  -    er: 


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2.  Wher  -  ev  -  er  my  lot  up-on  earth  may  be  cast,  Mid  storm  and  mid  tempest  He 

3.  The      bil-lows  in  fu  -  ry  a-round  me  may  beat;  The*  'Cleft  in  the  Rock"  is  my 

4.  And   when  I  have  finished  life's  voyage  at  last,  When  safe  in  the  har-bor  my 


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dear  Savior's  breast;  I'm  trusting  His  prom-ise  of  mer-cy  so  free;  Fear 
hold-eth  me  fast;  No  harm  can  be-tide  while  His  dear  face  I  see,  And 
bless -ed  re-treat;  My  Shield  and  De-fend-er  for-ev-er  is  He,  The 
an-chor   is  cast,   The  theme  of  my  prais-es  for-ev-er  shall  be,   God's 


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cling  to  the  hand  that  was  wounded  for  me. 
Sav  -  ior  whose  grace  is  suf  -  fi-cient  for  me. 
grace, — which  was  always  suf -fi-cient  for  me. 


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(♦BEAUTIFUL  ISLE.) 

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1.  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  how  love  -  ly       The  place  where  Thou  dost  dwell! 

2.  Blest  who  Thy  house  in  -  hab   -  it,      They  ev  -  er    give  Thee    praise; 

3.  One    day    ex -eels      a    thou  -  sand,      If  spent  Thy  courts  with -in; 


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Who  love  the     sa  -  cred    ways 
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The  Grand  Old  Bible. 

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3.  Hold  up  the  grand  old  Bi-ble   of  our    fa-thers,  And  send  it    un  -  to   ev-'ry 

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2.  He  will  not  f or  -  ev  -  er  chide    us,  Nor  keep  an    -  ger        in  His  mind; 

3.  Far  as  east  from  west  is   dis^-  tant,  He  hath  put .     .  a    -  way  our  sins; 


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Hath  not  dealt  as  we  of -fend- ed,  Nor  re  -  ward  -  ed  as  we  sinned. 
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Count  Your  Blessings. 

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And  you  will  be  singing  as  the  days  go      by.   Count    your  blessings, Name  them 

Your  reward  in  Heaven, nor  your  home  on  high. 

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Where  Jesus  Is,  Tis  Heaven. 

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No.  87.  Softly  and  Tenderly. 


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1.  Soft  -  ly  and  ten-der-ly  Je-sus  is  call-ing,  Call-ing  f or  you  and  f or    me; 

2.  Why  should  we  tar-ry  when  Jesus  i3  pleading, Pleading  for  you  and  for    me? 

3.  Time  isnowfleeting,themomentsare  passing,  Passing  from  you  andfromme; 

4.  Oh  I    for  the  wonderful  love  He  has  promised, Promised  for  you  and  for    me; 


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See,  on  the  portals  He's  waiting  and  watching,  Watching  for  you  and  for  me. 
Why  should  we  lin-ger  and  heed  not  His  mercies,  Mer-cies  for  you  and  for  me? 
Shadows  are  gath-er-ing, death  beds  are  coming,  Coming  for  you  and  for  me. 
Tho' we  have  sinned, He  has  mercy  and  pardon,    Pardon  for  you  and  for  me. 


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Like  a  Mighty  Sea. 

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3.  The  show'rs  of  grace  are  falling,the  tide  is   roll-ing  in,  The  flood-tide  of   sal- 

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va- tion,  withpow'rtocleansefromsin;It's  surg-ing  thro' my  be-ing  and 
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takes  my  sin    a-way,   It  keeps  me  shouting,  glo-ry!  thro' all  the  hap-py  day. 
them  mount  and  roll;  0   glo  -  ry,  hal-le  -  lu-jah!  they're  sweeping  thro'  my  soul. 


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Something  for  Jesus. 

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At      the  blest  mer  -  cy  -  seat,    Plead-ing   for  me,        My       fee  -  ble 
Give   me     a  faith  -  fill  heart,— Like-ness  to  Thee,—  That    each  de- 
All     that    I     am    and  have,— Thy  gifts  so  free,—     In       joy,  in 


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faith    looks  up,  Je  -   sus,     to  Thee: 

part  -  ing   day  Henceforth  may   see 

grief,  thro*  life,  Dear  Lord,    for  Theel 


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Somedeed  of  kindnessdone,  Some  wand'rer  sought  and  won,  Something  for  Thee. 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  be,   Thro*  all    e-ter-ni-ty,      Something  for  Thee. 


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1.  Look,  the  bar  -  vest-field   is  teem -ing  With  the  rich  and    ri-pened  grain; 

2.  In       the  mar  -  kets  and  the    by  -  ways,Whil-ing  pre-cious  hours  a  -  way, 

3.  Hear    ye   not   the  faith  -  ful  sing  -  ing  Of     the  la  -  bor  and   the  yield? 

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Somebody. 


John  R.  Clements. 


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2.  Some-bod-y  tho't  'tis  sweet  to  live,   Will-ing  -  ly  said, "I'm  glad  to 

3.  Some-bod-y  made  a     lov-ing    gift,  Cbeer-ful  -  ly  tried    a     load  to 

4.  Some-bod-y    i  -  died  all  the  hours,  Care-less-ly  crushed  life's  fairest 

5.  Some-bod-y  filled  the  days  with  light,  Constantly  chased  a  -  way  the 


need; 

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Some-bod-y  fought  a  val  -  iant  fight,  Brave-ly  he  lived  to  shield  the  right, — 
Some-bod-y  told  the  love  of  Christ,  Told  how  His  will  was  sao-ri-ficed, — 
Some-bod-y  made  life  loss,  not  gain,  Tho't-less-Iy  seemed  to  live  in  vain, — 
Some-bod-y's  work  bore  joy  and  peace,  Sure-ly    his  life  shall  nev  -  er    cease, — 


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2.  He    ne'er  re-fu3-es  to  hear,  tho'  we  call      O-ver  and  o-ver  a  -  gain,  Sends 

3.  Tho'  we  may  wander  in   by-ways  of    sin,     O-ver  and  o-ver  a  -  gain,    The 


many  times  has  He  answered  our  prayers,  Over  and  over 
show'rs  of  blessing  so  free-ly  on  all,  Over  and  over 
heart     of  Je  -  sus  will  bid  us  come  in,     Over  and  over 

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will  -  ing,  wher-ev-er  the  place,  To  tell  of  His  kindness,  His  pardon,  His  grace,  And 

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No.  93.      Leaning  On  the  Everlasting  Arms. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


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1.  What  a    fel-low-ship,  what  a    joy  di-vine, 

2.  Oh,   how  sweet  to  walk  in  this  pil-grim  way, 

3.  What  have  I  to  dread, what  have  I  to  fear, 


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What  a  bless-ed-ness,  what  a  peace  is  mine 
Oh,  how  bright  the  path  grows  from  day  to  day, 
I     have  blessed  peace  with  my  Lord  so  near, 


Leaning  on  the  ev-er-last-ing  arms. 
Leaning  on  the  ev-er-last-ing  arms. 
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2.  On    that  bright  and  cloudless  morning  when  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise,  And  the 

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And  the  roll  is  called  up  yon-der,  I'll  be  there. 
And  the  roll  is  called  up  yon-der,  I'll  be  there. 


o  -  ver  on  the  oth-er  shore, 
to  their  home  beyond  the  skies, 
and  our  work  on  earth  is  done, 


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No.  95. 


Ring  the  Bells  of  Heaven. 


Rev.  Wm.  O.  Cushlnfc. 
Joyfully. 


COPYRIGHT,  1903,  BY  THE  JOHN  CHURCH  CO. 
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2,  Ring    the  bells    of  Heav  -  enl      there 

3,  Ring    the   bells    of  Heav  -  enl     spread 


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2.  Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry,  slow  -  ly,  That    I     may  take    it  in—     That 

3.  Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry  soft  -  ly,  With  ear  -  nest  tones    and  grave;    Re- 

4.  Tell  me  the  same  old  Bto  -  ry,  When  you  have  cause    to  fear      That 

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won-der-ful  re-demp-tion,  God's rem-e-dy  for  sin;  Tell  methesto-ry 
mem-ber  I'm  the  sin  -  ner  Whom  Je-sus  came  to  save;  Tell  me  the  sto-ry 
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oft -en,  For   I     for -get    so  Boon,  The  "ear- ly    dew"  of  morn-ing  Has 
al  -  ways,  If    you  would  real-ly  be,     In    an  -  y     time    of  troub-le,    A 
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No.  97. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Only  a  Step. 

COPYRIGHT.  1901.  BY  W.  H.  DOANE.      RENEWAL 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  On-ly  a  step  to  Je-sus!  Then  why  not  take  it   now?Come,andthysin  con- 

2.  On-ly  a  step  to  Je-sns!  Believe, and thoushalt  live;    Lov-ing-Iy  now  He's 

3.  On-ly  a  step  to  Je-susl  A  step  from  sin  to  grace;  What  has  thy  heart  de- 

4.  On-ly  a  step  to  Je-susl  0  why  not  come  and  say,  "Glad-ly  to  Thee  my 


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No.  98. 


Some  One's  Last  Gail. 


INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT,  1911,  BY  BIEDERWOLF  &  6TROU8E, 

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3.  Long,  long,  long 

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Heed     itl      0    heed     it!  Be    no  more 

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The  Broken  Heart. 


No.  99. 


Tenderly. 


As  sung  by  Wm.  McEwan. 

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2.  Have  you  read  how  they  placed  the  crown  of  thorns  Upon  His  love  -  ly  brow? 

3.  Have  you  read  how  He  saved  the  dy  -  ing  thief,  When  hanging  on    the  tree? 

4.  Have  you  read  that  He  looked  to  Heav'n  and  said,  'Tis  finished — 'twas  for  thee? 

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When  He  prayed,  For-give  them,  ohi    for-give,  They  know   not  what  they  do. 
Who        looked  with  pit- y-ing  eyes  and  said,  Dear  Lord,    re-mem -ber  me. 
Have  you   ev  -  er    said,    I  thank  Thee,  Lord,  For  giv-ing  Thy  life    forme? 


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No.  100. 

Joseph  Orlses. 


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Ashamed  of  Jesus 

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2.  A  -  shamed   of  Je     -  susl  soon  -  er      far       Let      eve  -  ning 

3.  A  -  shamed   of  Je     -  susl  that     dear  Friend,    On     whom    my 

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ries  shine     thro'  end  -   less  days? 

be  -  night  -  ed    soul  of  mine, 

no  more       re  -  vere  His  name, 

to  quell,      no    soul  to  save. 


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A-shamed  of   Je-sns,  a-ahamed  of  Je  -  sus,  I     nev  -  er,     I     nev  -  er,     I     nev-er  will  be; 


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Dr.  J.  M.  Gray. 


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What  Did  He  Do? 

COPYRIGHT.  1903,  BY  THE  WINONA  PUBLISHING  00. 

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2.  No   an -gel  could  His  place  have  taken,  High-est  of  the  high  tho*  He; 

3.  Will  you  sur-ren-der  to  this  Sav  -  ior?    To  His  scep-ter  hum-bly  bow? 

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No.  102.      Gome  Over  On  the  Other  Side. 


Lizzie  DeArmond. 


COPYRIGHT,  1914,  BY  WM.  MC  EWAN. 


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1.  Make    a   forward  move  forthe  Lord  to-day, Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side; 

2.  Take  your  stand  for  right  in  the  battle's  van, Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side; 

3.  Soon  the  light  will  come,soon  the  darkness  fade,Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side; 

4.  Make    a   forward  move,  Jesus  loves  you  so,  Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side; 

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'Tis  the  King's  command,dare  youdis-o-bey?  Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side. 

It  will  try  the  steel  of  the  bravest  man,  Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side. 

They  will  find  no  hope  who  b  ave  then  delayed ,  Come  o-ver  on  the  oth-er  side. 

There  is  joy  andpeacethatyoursoulshouldknow,Come  over  on  the  other  side. 

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No.  103. 

James  Rowe. 


To  the  Field. 

COPYRIGHT,  1913,  BY  WM.  MCEWAN. 


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'Tis  the    har  -  vest  Lord's  command,  Help  the  needs   on     ev  -  'ry    hand, — 
Soon  the  shades  of    night    will    fall,   End-ing     la  -  bor-time    for      all, — 
While  the  sun  -  shine  gilds    the  earth,  To  your  Mas  -  ter  prove  your  worth, — 
Do    not  say,  "Some  oth  -  er     day;"  With  your  sick  -  le    speed    a  -  way 
Then  when  light  of  earth  grows  dim   You  will  have  some  sheaves  for  Him; 


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No.  104. 

E.  M.  Bangs. 


The  Banner  of  the  Gross. 


COPYRIGHT,  1813.  BY  CHA8.  H. 
E.  O.  EXCEU,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  The  Gi-ant  of  Temp-ta-tion  Will  meet  us  as  we   go;  We  need  our  strongest 

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ar  -  mor  To  greet  this  mighty  foe;  But  our goodsword, Resistance,  Will  hold  and 
pa-tience:  Our  Leader's  help  we  need.  Yet  ever  march-ing  onward,  Why  have  we 


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bind  him  fast,  And  with  our  Cap-tain  lead-ing,  We'll  conquer  him  at  last, 
fear    of  loss,  When  o-ver  us      is   float-ing  The  Ban-ner  of     the  Cross? 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Near  the  Gross. 

COPYRIGHT,   1890,   BY  W.   H.   DOANE. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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2.  Near  the  cross, 

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3.  Near  the  cross! 

0  Lamb  of    God,    Bring    its  scenes    be  -  fore    me; 

4.  Near  the  cross 

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C.  B.  S. 


The  New  Glory  Song, 


INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT,  1011,  BY  BIEOERWOLF  &  8TROUSE. 

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2.  Do       you  long  for  com-fort  This  world  has  nev-er  bro't?  Do  you  car  -  ry 

3.  When  you're  sore-ly  tempted,  Because  of  some  de- feat,  When  you  have  fore- 

4.  When  life's  joys  and  sorrows,  Its  hopesandfears  are  o'er,When  with  those  we've 


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bod  -  ings  Of  tri  -  als  you're  to  meet,  Trust  and  do  not  wor  -  ry,  Thy 
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Friend  He's  always  been;  Open  your  heart  to  Heaven  And  the  glory  will  come  in. 
faith  will  sure-ly  win;  Open  your  heart  to  Heaven  And  the  glory  will  come  in. 
vie  -  fry  o  -  ver  sin;    Open  your  heart  to  Heaven  And  the  glory  will  come  in. 


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2.  O-pen  my  ears,  that    I    may  hear  Voi  -ces  of  truth  Thousendest  clear; 
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der-ful  key  That  shall  un-clasp,  and  set  me  free. 

on  my  ear,  Ev-'ry-thing  false  will  dis-ap-pear. 

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C.  H.  G. 


More  Like  the  Master. 

COPVRKSHT,  1906,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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3.  More  like  the  Mas -ter  I  would  live  and  grow;    More    of  His  love  to 

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Lord,  Tin  Goming  Home. 

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2.  I've  wast-  ed  man  -  y      pre  - cious years,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

3.  I've  tired     of    sin     and    stray-ing,  Lord,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

4.  My    soul       i3    sick,   my     heart     is  sore,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

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I'll    trust    Thy  love,    be  -  lieve    Thy  word,  Lord,  I'm  com-ing  home. 

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No.  110. 

Jennie  Ree. 


On  the  Great  Highway. 

COPYRIGHT,  1901,  BY  R.  A.  WALTON. 
W.   E.  BIEDERWOIF,  OWNER, 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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Gome,  Sinner,  Gome! 

COPYRIGHT,  1879,  BY  H.  R.  PALMER. 


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2.  I       was    a  friend-less  wand'rer  till    Je  -  sus  took  me     in;      My 

3.  I       wish  that  ev  -  'ry   sin  -  ner      be  -fore  His  throne  would  bow;  He 

4.  I      mean  to    live   for   Je  -  sus  while  here  on  earth   I     stay,  And 


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life    was  full   of  sor-row,  my  heart  was  full  of  sin;  But  when  the  blood,  so 
waits  to  give  them  welcome,  He  longs  to  bless  them  now;  If  they  but  knew  the 
when  His  voice  shall  call  me  to  realms  of  end-less  day,     As  one  by  one  we 


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rap -ture  that   in  His  love  I    see,  They'd  come  and  shout  salvation,  and 
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Martin  Luther. 


A  Mighty  Portress. 


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*{  We've  not  the  right  man  on    our  side,  The    man  of  God's  own  choos   -  ing. 

And  tho' this  world, with  dev-ils  filled, Should  threaten  to     un  -  do  us, 

We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed  His  truth  to     tri-umph  thro*       us. 


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Mrs.  C  H.  M. 


The  Pight  Is  On. 

COPYRIGHT,  1805,  BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris. 


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2.  The   fight     is      on,       a  -  rouse,  ye    sol  -  diers  brave  and  true!  Je- 

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Faith  of  Our  Fathers! 


Frederick  W.  Faber. 


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1.  Faith  of  our  fa-thers!  liv  -  ing    still      In  spite  of  dun-gee n,  fire  and  sword: 

2.  Our  fathers,  chained  in  pris-ons  dark,  Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free; 

3.  Faith  of  our  fa  -  thers, God's  great  pow'r  Shall  soon  all  nations  win    for  thee; 

4.  Faith  of  our  fa  -  thers,  we    will  love  Both  friend  and  foe  in  all     our  strife, 


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How  sweet  would  be  their  children's  fate  If  they,  like  them,  could  die  for  theel 
And  thro'  the  truth  that  comes  from  God, Mankind  shall  then  be  tru  -  ly  free. 
And  preach  thee,  too,  as lovr  knows  how,  By  kind-ly  words  and  virtuous  life. 


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No.  116.       Gan  the  Lord  Depend  on  You? 


Mrs.  C.  H.  M. 


COPYRIGHT,  1911,  BY  ARTHUR  8.  MAQANN, 
MADISON,  WISCONSIN. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris. 


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1.  In  the  ar- my  of  the  King  of  kings  There's  a  call  for  soldiers  brave  and  true, 

2.  In  the  service  of  the  King  of  kings,  Who  will  at  the  Master's  bidding  haste? 

3.  Loyal  ev  -  er  to  the  King  of  kings,     On  His  business  ev'ry  day  in  -  tent, 

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Numbered  with  the  faithful  few  His  am-bas-sa-dors  are  you,  Cry-ing  out  to 
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sinners  ev'rywhere, "Repent!"  Cry-ing  out  to  sinners  ev'rywhere, "Repent!" 
reign  in  glo-ry  up  on  high?  With  the  ransomed  reign  in  glory  up  on  high? 

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Pass  Me  Not. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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3.  Trust-tog  on  -  ly  in  Thy  mer-  it,  Would  I  seek  Thy  face;  Heal  my  wounded, 

4.  Thou  the  Spring  of  all  my  com-f ort ,More  than  life  to  me,  Whom  have  I  on 


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bro-ken  spir  -  it,  Save  me  by  Thy  grace. 

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No.  118. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Awake!  Awake! 

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2.  A       cry     for  light  from  dy  -  ing  ones   in  heathen  lands;  It  comes,    it 

3.  0  Church  of  God,    ex-tend  thy  kind,  ma-ter- nal  arms  To    save    the 

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lost  on  mountains  dark  and  cold;  Reach  out  thy  hand  with  lov  -  ing  smile  to 
hail,  shall  hail  the  Sav-ior  King;  When  peace  and  joy  shall  fold  their  wings  in 


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res  -  cue  them,  And  bring  them  to    the  shel  -  ter    of     the  Sav  -  ior's    fold. 
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On,  on,  on,  while  be-fore  leads  the  way. 

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On  -  ly  Je-sus  will  we  know;  Shouting  "Free  salvation!"  o'er  the  world  we  go. 


No.  119. 

Anon. 


Hear  Our  Prayer. 


John  Adcock. 


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No.  120.    Let  the  Lower  Lights  Be  Burning. 


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Try  -  ing  now    to  make  the  bar  -  bor,    In    the  dark-ness  may  be    lost. 


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1.  Now  the   day    is        o    -    ver,    Night  is    draw-  ing     nigh, 

2.  Je  -  bus,  give  the  wear  -  y      Calm  and  sweet  re  -  pose; 

3.  Grant  to    lit  -  tie  chil  -   dren    Vi  -  sions  bright  of       Thee; 

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May  our   eye  -  lids  close. 

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Why  Not  Now? 

COPYRIGHT,  1391,  BY  C.  C.  CASE. 
USED  BY  PER. 


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1.  While  we  pray,  and  while  we     plead,  While  you   see  your  soul's 

2.  You  have  wan-dered  far    a  -  way;  Do  not   risk  an  -  oth  -  er  day; 

3.  In      the  world  you've  failed  to  find  Aught  of  peace  for  troub-led  mind: 

4.  Come  to  Christ,  con-fes-sion   make;  Come  to  Christ  and  par-don  take; 


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Come  to  Christ,  on  Him   be  -  lieve,  Peace  and  joy  you  shall   re  -  ceive. 

Trust  in  Him  from  day   to      day,  He  will  keep  you   all    the    way. 


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"Almost  Persuaded." 

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C.  D.  Martin. 


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1.  Be      not  dismayed  whate'er  betide, God  will  takecareof  you;  Beneath  His  wings  of 

2.  Thro' days  of  toil  whenheartdothfail,God  will  take  care  of  you;  When  dangersfierce  your 

3.  All  you  may  need  He  will  pro-vide,  God  willtakecareofyou;  Nothing  you  ask  will 

4.  No  mat-ter  what  may  be  the  test,  God  willtakecareofyou;  Lean,  weary  one,  up- 


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be    de-nied,  God  will  take  care  of  you. 

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No.  126. 

B.  W.  Blandly. 


Where  He  Leads  Me. 

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2.  I'll  go  with  Him  thro*  the  gar-den, 

3.  Ill  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment, 

4.  He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo  -ry, 


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I'll   go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment, 
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3.  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide,  And  shut  His  glo-ries  in,  When  Christ,  the 

4.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  re-pay  The  debt  of  love  I  owe:  Here,  Lord,  I 
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London  Hymn  Book. 


I  Love  him. 


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2.  Once    I     was  lost     up  -  on   the  plains  of     sin;    Once  was    a  slave    to 

3.  Once    I     was  bound,  but  now    I     am    set    free;    Once    I    was  blind,  but 


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doubts  and  fears  within;  Once  was  a-fraid  to  trust  a  lov-ing  God,  Buf 
now  the  light  I     see;    Once    I    was  dead,  but  now   in  Christ  I     live,   To 


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now  my  guilt  is  washed  away   in    Je-sus'  blood.    I  love  Him,  I  love  Him, 
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No.  129. 

E.  R.  Stokes,  D.  D. 


Fill  Me  Now. 

COPYRIGHT,  1870,  BY  JOHN  J.  HOOD. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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2.  Thou  canst  fill   me,  gracious  Spir  -  it,    Too'   I    can -not 

3.  I         am  weak-ness,  full    of  weak-ness,  At  Thy  sa  -  cred 

4.  Cleanse  and  corn-fort,  bless  and  save  me,  Bathe,  0  bathe  my 


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vine,  e  -  ter  -  nal  Spir  -  it,  Fill  with  pow'r  and 
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Why  Do  You  Wait? 

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1.  Why  do  you  wait,  dear  broth-er,       Oh,  why  do  you  tar-ry    so     long? 

2.  What  do  you  hope,  dear  broth-er f       To  gain  by    a   fur-ther  de  -  lay? 

3.  Do    you  not  feel,  dear  broth-er,       His  Spir -it  now  striv-ing  with  -  in? 

4.  Why  do  you  wait,  dear  broth-er?—  The  har-vest   is  pass-ing    a  -  way, 

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There's  no  one  to  save  you  but  Je  -  sus,  There's  no  oth-er  way  but  His  way. 
Oh,     why  not  accept  His  sal- va-tion,  And  throw  off  thy  bur-den  of  sin? 
Tour   Sav-ior  is  longing  to  bless  you,  There's  danger  and  death  in  de-lay. 


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No.  131.        I  am  Trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee, 


Win.  McDonald. 


UBEO  BY  PERMISSION. 


W.  Q.  Fischer. 


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1.  I      am  com  -  ing    to     the  cross;       I    am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind; 

2.  Longmy heart  has  sighed  for  Thee,    Long  has     e   -  vil  reigned  with -in; 

3.  Here  I    give    my    all      to    Thee,  Friends,  and  time,  and  earth  -  ly  store; 


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I     am  count  -  ing   all    but  dross,      I    shall  full      sal  -  va  -  tion  find. 
Je  -  sus  sweet  -  ly  speaks  to    me,— *'I     will  cleanse  you  from  all     sin." 
Soulandbod  -  y  Thine  to     be,    Whol-ly  Thine    f or  -  ev  -  er-more- 


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Hum-bly  at     Thy  cross  I  bow,     Save  me,  Je  •  sus.,  save  me  novo. 


No.  132.    All  the  Way  My  Savior  Leads  Me. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby.      C0PYR,QHT'  '"'J^JSXZZF"'    KN^'  Robert  Lowry. 


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1.  All    the  way   my  Sav-ior  leads  me;  What  have  I      to    ask  be -side? 

2.  All    the  way   my  Sav-ior  leads  me,  Cheers  each  wind-ing  path  I   tread, 

3.  All    the  way   my  Sav-ior  leads  me;    Oh,  the  fnll-ness   of  His  love! 


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Can  I  doubt  His  ten-der  mer  -  cy,  Who  thro'  life  has  been  my  Guide? 
Gives  me  grace  for  ev-'ry  tri  -  al,  Feeds  me  with  the  liv-ing  bread. 
Per -feet  rest    to   me    is  prom-ised    In     my  Fa-ther's  house  a*bove. 


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Heav'nly  peace,  di-vin-est  com -fort,  Here  by  faith  in    Him  to    dwell! 

Tho*  my  wear  -  y  steps  may   fal-ter,  And  my  soul  a -thirst  may  be, 

When  my  spir  -  it,  clothed  im-mor-tal,  Wings  its  flight  to  realms  of   day, 

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For  Iknow,  what-e'erbe-fall  me,  Je-sus  do-eth  all  things  well;  well. 
Gush-ing  from  the  Rock  be-fore  me,  Lo!  a  spring  of  jo;  I  see;  see. 
This  my  song  thro' end-less  a  -  ges:  Je-sus   led  me  all     the  way;  way. 

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C.  H.  O. 


Dear  Little  Stranger. 

COPYRIGHT,   1000,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  An  •  gels  de-scend  -  ing,    o  -  ver  Him  bend  -  ing,  Chant-ed  a   ten-  der  and 

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si  -  lent  refrain;  Then  a  won-der-ral  sto  -  ry  told  of  His  glo  -  ry,  Un-to  the 

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shepherds  on  Beth-le-hem'e  plain.  \  But  with  the  poor  He  slnmbered  se-cnre,  The 


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H.  R.  P. 


Yield  Not  to  Temptation. 

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2.  Shun    e  -  vil  com -pan-ions,  Bad  language  dis  -  dain;  God's  name  hold  in 

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rev-'rence,  Nor  take  it  in  vain;  Be  thoughtful  and  ear  -  nest, 
con  -  quer,   Tho'   oft -en    cast   down;      He    who    is    our  Sav  -  ior, 


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Kind-heart-ed  and  true;  Look  ev-er  to  Je  -  sus,  He'll  car-ry  you  thro'. 
Our  strength  will  re -new;     Look  ev-er  to  Je  -  sus,  He'll  car-ry  you  thro*. 


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Eben  E.  Rexford. 


Little  Sunbeams. 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  The  clouds  may  hide  the  sun-shine      Of  Heav-en  from  our   sight,      And 

3.  Then   let     us    live  our  mis-sion      Of   sunbeams  day   by     day,       And 

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Nellie  Talbot. 


Ill  Be  a  Sunbeam. 

To  my  grandson,  Edwin  0.  JSxceli,  Jr. 

COPYRIGHT,  1900,   BV  E.  O.  EXCEIL. 

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2.  Je  -  sus  wants  me    to    be  lov  -  ing,  And  kind  to    all     I 

3.  I      will  ask    Je  -  sus    to  help      me     To  keep  my  heart  from 

4.  I'll    be      a    sun-beam  for  Je   -  sus;      I    can     if      I     but 


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Ev  -  er     re  -  flect-ing  His  good-ness,  And  al-ways  shine  for  Him. 

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Sunshine  and  Rain. 

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2.  Had   we  not    a  sor  -  row  or     a  cross  to    bear,  For  Him  who  bore  the 

3.  Can    we  prize  the  sun-shine  and  de-pk)re  the    rain,  Re  -  pin  -  ing  when  the 

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Be  a  Hero. 

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When  sorrow's  clouds  o'ertake  me,  And  break  up  -  on   my  head,  When  life  seems 
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worse  than  use-less,       And    I   were  bet -ter  dead;    I    take  my  grief  to 
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1.  Je  -  sus  loves  me!   this    I    know,   For  the  Bi  -  ble   tells  me    so; 

2.  Je- sus  loves  me!    He  who  died,  Heaven's  gate   to      o  -  pen  wide; 

3.  Je- sus  loves  me!  loves  me    still,    Tho'  I'm  ver-  y  weak  and    ill; 

4.  Je- bus  loves  me!   He  will  stay    Gose  be -side  me    all  the  way; 


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Lit  -  tie  ones   to    Him    be  -  long,  They  are  weak  but    He      is  strong. 
He    will  wash    a  -  way    my    sin,     Let   His    lit  -  tie   child  come  in. 
From  His  shin -ing  throne   on    high,  Comes  to  watch  me  where    I     lie. 
If       I    love  Him  when      I     die,      He    will  take  me  home    on  high. 

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Mary  B.  Kidder. 


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2.  O-pen  the  door  for   the  chil-dren,   See,  they  are  com-ing     in     throngs! 

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Bid  them  sit  down   to    the  ban  -quet,  Teach  them  yonrbean-ti-ful  songs; 

Point  them  to  truth  and  to  good-ness,  Lead  them  to  Ca-naan'sfair  land. 

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0  -  pen  the  door  for  the    chil-dren,  Theirs  is   the  king-dom  of     heav'n. 
0  -  pen  the  door  for  the   chil-dren,  Gath-er  them  in  -  to    the    fold. 


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Because  His  Name  is  Jesus. 


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2.  My  son!   is  night,    my  heart  is  steel,     I    can-not  see,      I    can -not  feel; 

3.  He  died  for  me,    He  lives,  He  pleads,  There's  love  in  all    His  words  and  deeds; 

4.  Tho'  some  will  scorn,  and  some  will  blame,  I'll  go  with  all    my  guilt  and  shame, 

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There's  all  a  guilt  -  y     sin  -  ner  needs  In  Je  -  sus, 

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Lizzie  DeArmond. 


Look  Away  to  Calvary. 

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His  blood  can  cleanse  each  crimson  stain;  Look  a  -  way  to  Cal  -  va  -  ry ! 
Pear  not    to  trust  this  Friend  di  -  vine;      Look  a  -  way   to   Cal  -  va  -  ry! 


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There  Will  I  Follow  Thee. 


COPYRIGHT,  1914,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.      WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 

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0   -    ver   the  snow  cov-ered  moun-tain,  Out  on  the    wild  des-ert   track, 
Tell  -  ing    of    hope  to    the  friend-less, Cheer-ing  the  homes  where  they  dwell; 
Giv  *  ing    re-  lief   to    the  stran-ger,  Plod-ding  his  jour-ney    a  -  lone; 

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Go  -  ing  with  light  and  sal  -  va  -  tion    In  -  to    the  dark  pris  -  on    cell. 
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He  Loves  Even  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,  10H,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELU 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Scott  Lawrence. 


1.  When  I  think  of  my  Sav-ior's  great  love,    In     com-ing  from  Heav-en  a- 

2.  When  I  think  of  the  thorns  on  His  brow,  Seems  as    if     I  can  see  Je-sns 

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James  Rowe. 


Somewhere. 


OOPVMGHT,  1915,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

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B.  D.  Ackley. 


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2.  Some-where,  the  an  -  gels  sing  His  praise, 

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raise;  The     hands    once  nailed    to       Cal  -  v'ry's  tree   Will 

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No.  148. 


He  Knows  It  All. 


M.-0    nnhJI.  i/UM.    COPYRIOHT,  1906,  BYE.  O.  EXCELL.     WORD8  AND  M08IC  ~     „     ~       . 

Mrs.  Ophelia  Adams.  international  copyright  «<W».  C.  M.  Davis 


INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


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1.  I  love  to   think   my  Fa-ther  knows  Why  I  have  missed  the  path  I  chose, 

2.  I  love  to    think   my  Fa-ther  knows  The  thorns  I  pluck  with  ev-'ry  rose, 

3.  I  love  to   think   my  Fa-ther  knows  The  strength  or  weakness  of  my  foes, 


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Thedai-ly  griefs     I  seek  to   hide  From  the  dear  souls     I  walk  be -side. 
And  that  I    need    but  stand  and  see     Each  con-flict  end      in  vic-to-ry. 


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No.  149.         Why  Not  Say  Yes  To-night? 


Effie  Wells  Loucks. 

Duet. 


COPYRIGHT,  1901,  BY  R.  A.  WALTON. 
W.  E.  BIEDERWOLF,  OWNER. 


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1.  0       why  not    say  Yes    to     the  Sav-ior    to-night?  He's  ten-der-ly 

2.  For  with  you    the  Spir  -  it     will  not     al-ways  plead—  0     do    not    re- 

3.  Take  Christ  as  your  Sav  -  ior,  then  all   shall  be   well,    The  mor-row    let 

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bring  what  it     may;  His  love  shall  pro -tect  you,  His  Spir  -  it   shallguide, 


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No.  150. 


My  Tather  Knows. 


S.  M.  f.  Henry. 

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1.  I  know  my  beav'nly  Father  knows  The  storms  that  would  my  way  oppose;  But  He  can  drive  the 

2.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Father  knows  The  balm   I  need  to  soothe  my  woes,  And  with  His  touch  of 

3.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Father  knows  How  frail  I    am  to  meet  my  foes,  But  He  my  cause  wM 

4.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Father  knows  The  hour  my  journey  here  will  close,  And  may  that  hour,  0 

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love  di-vine,  He  heals  this  wound-ed  soul  of  mine,  He  heals  this  wound-ed  soul  of  mine, 
e'er  de-fend,  Up  -  hold  and  keep  me  to  the  end,  Up  -  hold  and  keep  me  to  the  end. 
faith-ful  Guide,  Find  me    safe  sheltered    by  Thy  side,  Find  me  safe  sheltered  by  Thy  side. 


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No.  151. 


His  Love  For  Me. 


F.  M.  Eastwood. 


Fred  H.  By  she. 


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1.  You  have  heard  of  the  sto  -  ry    of  Je      -      sus— Of  His  grace. flowing  boundless  and  fre<\  ►.  .  . 

2.  You  have  heard  how  He  blessed  lit  -  tie  chil-dren:  "Come,  all  ye  that  are  weary,"  said  He;  .  . 

3.  You  have  heard  how  the  blind  as  they  sought  Him ,  Found  their  sight,  when  He  bade  them  to  see;    .  . 

4.  You  have  heard  how  He  spake  to  the  tern  -   pest— How  His  words." Peace ,be  still!"  calmed  the  sea;. 


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But  there's  no  one  can  tell  you  the  ful   *  ness   Of  His  won  -  der  -  ful  love  for  me. 

So    I  came,  and  He  gave  me  the  bless  -  ing    Of  His  won -der -ful  love  for  me. 

So  my    sin-Wind-ed  eyes  have  been  o  -  pened  By  His  won -der -ful  love  for  ma. 

So  my  soul  found  the  peace  that  it  longed    for    In  His  won -der -ful  love  for  me. 


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Love  that  will  last     th?o'   e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty,     His  love    for  me,     His  love    for    me! 


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No.  152.        I  Am  Happy  In  Him, 


E.  O.  E. 


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sought  me  so  long  ere    I  knew    Him,  When  wan  -  d'ringa-far  fromthe  foid; 

love  and  His  mer-cy  snr-round    me,      His  grace  like  a  riv-er   doth  flow; 

say  I  shall  some  day  be  like      Him,    My  cross  and  my  bor-den  lay  down; 


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Spir    -  it,  to  guide  and  to  com  -  fort,  Is  with       me  wher-ev-er   I     go.   . 

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No.  153.  Raise  Me,  Jesus,  to  Thy  Bosom. 


Geo.  BIrdseye. 
Duet. 


fOFYRMMT,  1MB,  ■»  W.  F.  6HAW. 


Wn,  A.  Huntley. 


1.  Raise  me,  Je  -  sas,         to  Thy  bos  -  om,       From  this  world  ...  of  sin  and  woes;  .  . 

2.  Raise  me,  Je  -  sus,         to  Thy  bos  -  om,        For  my  heart  ...   is  slave  to  fear,  .  . 

3.  Raise  me,  Je  -  sus,         to  Thy  bos  -  om,       Hear    a    con     -      trite  spir-it's  prayer; . 


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That  will  van-  ish  as    a      shad  -  ow,      When  it    feels    Thy  pres  -  enee    near.  .  * 

Raise  me  from   the  sin   a  -  round  me        Ere    I    yield    me     to        de  -  spair. .  . 


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In  my  anguish  deign  to  hear  me     All  my  sin  and  grief    con  •  fess;  .  .    By  the  promise  Thou  hast 
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pray  Thee       Lift  me,  Je  •  sus,  to   Thy  breast.  . 

giv  -  en,        Lift  me,  Je  -  sus,  to  Thy  breast.  . .  Raise  me,  Je-sus,  to  Thy  bos  -  om,  From  this 

near  me,        Lift  me,  Je  -  sus,  to   Thy  breast. . . 


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NO.  154. 

c.  h.  a. 


Oh,  It  Is  Wonderful! 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1,  I      stand   al!      a -mazed  at    the     lore    Je  -  sua      of-fersme,  Con -fused  at     the 

2.  I      mar  -  vel   that    He  would  de  -  scend  from  His  throne  di-vine,  To    res  -  cue     a 
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No.  155.       A  Sinner  Made  Whole, 


W.  M.  LlghthaH. 

Duet.    Tenor  and  Baritone.    (As  sung  by  Gabriel  &  Excell.) 


COPYRIGHT,  1IM,  BY  CHA8.  M.  GABRIEL, 
COPYRIGHT,   1107,  BY  E.  O.  GXCEll. 


Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 


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1.  There's  a      song     in    my    heart  that  my      lips     can -not   sing,     'Tis     praise    in    the 
Solo  or  Quartet. 


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2.  I     shall  stand  one   day   fault  -  less  and     pure     by  His   throne,  Trans-formed  from  my 

3.  All    the     mu  -  sic     of     heav  •  en,    so        per  -  feet  and   sweet,    Will    blend   with  my 


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D.  S.— My  heart     it     is     sing -ing,  the    an-them  is  ring-ing. 
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For      I      Was    a     sin  -  ner,    but  Christ  made  me  whole.    A      sin  -  uer  made  wholel    a 


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NO.  156. 


Somebody  Knows. 


Alfred  H.    Acklev  copw»k»ht,  im»  add  ieo»,  by  f.  o.  fischer. 

J  '  WORM  ANO  MUSIC.      E.  O.  CXCEU,  OWNER. 


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1.  Fail  -  ing  in  strength  when  op  -  prest  by   my   foes,  Some  -bod-  y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 

2.  Why  should  I   fear  when  the   care-bil-lows   roll?  Some-bod-y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 

3.  Wound-ed  and  help*  less  and  sick  with  dis-  tress,  Some  -bod-  y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 


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WaR  -  ing  for  some  -  one  to  ban-ish  my  woes,  Some-bod-y  knows,— 'tis  Je  -  sua. 
When  the  deep  skad-ows  sweep  o  -  ver  my  soul,  Some-bod-y  knows,— 'tis  Je  -  sus. 
Long -ing  for  home  and   a    moth-er's  ca  -  ress,    Some-bod-y  knows,— 'tis    Je   -   sus. 


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No.  157.  dinging  Glose  to  His  Hand. 


Lizzie  DeArmond. 


Samuel  W.  Beaztey. 


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2.  If  I  cling  to  His  hand       when  the  way  grows    dim, 

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there  I  need  fear,       since  I  trust  in        Him?.  For      His       love  lights  the  way 

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that  ray  feet  must  tread,        And     Faith's     day   -   star    bright-ens  the  path  a  -  head.  .  . 


of   His  grace  I     sing,        Christ,      my       Sav   -    ior,        ev  -  er  to   be    my  King, .  . 


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No.  15a  All  the  Way. 

Rev.  Johnson  Oatman.  Jr.  ww^. »».  ■*  e.  o.  txetu. 

*  WORD*  AMD  music. 


B.  O.  Excel!. 


1.  Since    I    start  -  ed  for     the  Cit  -  y  o   -  ver     in    the  Prom-ised  Land,     I    have 

2.  There  are  man  -  y  snares  and  pit  -  falls  all       a -long  the   pit  •  grim  road,     t     can 

3.  When  the  clouds,  of  dark  -  ness  gath  -  er  and     the   son -shine  all     has    fled,  Then  He 

4.  When  I    reach  the  si  -  lent  riv  -  er,  with    its    cold  and  chiQ  -  ing    tide,     Je  -  sus 


tri  -  als  and  temp-ta-tions  ev  -  'ry  day; 
o  -  ver-come  them  if  I  watch  and  pray, 
guides  my  falt'ring  footsteps  lest  I  stray; 
win   he  there,  my  Help-er  and  my  Stay. 


But    I    find  my-self  sup-port-ed    by     a 
In    the  hour  of  pain  and  sor-row,  grace  suf • 
And  the  bless -ed  light  of  Heav-en    o  -  ver 
I    will    sail    a -way  triumphant,  land  my 


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and  lov  -  ing  hand,   For  I  bare  the  Sav  -  tor  with  me  all  the  way. 

cient  is     he-stowed.  For  I  have  the  Sav-ior  with  me  aU  the  way. 

my  path  is  spread,  For  I  have  the  Sav- ior  with  me  all  the  way. 

on  Ca-naan's  side,   For  I  have  the  Sav-ior  with  me  all  the  way. 


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All  the  way,  ah  the  way,  all  the  way,  »ii  the  way,  For  I  have  the  Sav-ior  with  me  aU  the  way;  ail  the  war. 


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All  the  way,  ah  the  way.  all  the  way,  »n  the  way.  For  I  have  the  Sav-ior  with 


NO.   159. 

T.  O.  Chlsholm. 


It  Is  Jesus. 

OOPTIBOMT,  1900    BY  E.  «.  EXCCLL. 


Cfaas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Be  -  hold!  One  com-eth    in  the  way,    In  hum-ble  garments  clad;  The  poor-eat  of  the 

2.  What  words  oi  grace  and  troth  He  speaks,  Ne'er  heard  on  earth  before:  The  burdened  sin-ner 

3.  They    lead  Him  forth  to    Cal-va  -  ry,—  0    see  Him  bleed  and  die!  His  parch-ed  lips  are 

4.  Bnt       lol  what  wondrous  thing  is  done?  The  grave  has  lost  its    dead!  To  weep-ing  ones  He 


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hears  that  voice,  And  feels  his  sins  no    more; 
plead-ing  now  For  those  who  cru-ci  •  fy! 
re  -  ap-pears,  When  all  their  hopes  had  fled; 


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He  calls    the  dead  to    life       a-gain,  Bids 

His  head     is  bowed,  the  cop  has  passed,  His 
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crowds  about  Him  press,—  To  ev  -  'ry  one  He  gives  re-lief,— What  maimer  of  man  is  this? 
winds  and  bO-Iows  cease,— None  other  man  such  works  iiath  done, — What  manner  of  man  is  this? 
Spir  -  it  finds  re  -  lease,—  He  suf-fered  thus  for  you  and  me,— What  manner  of  man  is  this? 
com  -  fort  and  to  bless;  The  heav'ns  receive  Him  from  their  eight,— What  manner  of  man  is  this? 


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No.  160.  The  Good  Old-Fashioned  Way. 


n i^li.--*-  «,,„.„  CQPYBIOHT,  1.03,  BY  E    O    EXCEU.      WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 

Rev.  Jonnson  uaiman,  jr.         international  copyright  secured. 


B.  O.  Excel!. 


1.  I      am  on   the  Gos-pel  highway,  Pressing  for-ward  to     the  goal,  Where  fox  me   a  rest  re- 

2.  From  the  snares  of  sin-ful  pleas-ure,  Here  my  feet  are  al  -  ways  free;  Tho'  the  way  maybe  called 

3.  Man  -  y  friends  have  gone  before  me,  They  have  laid  their  ar-mor  down,  With  the  pil-grims  and  the 

4.  Just   a  few  more  steps  to  fol-low,  Just  a  few  more  days   to  roam;  But  the  way  grows  more  de- 


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nar-row,  It  is  wide    e-noughfor.    me;  It  was  wide  e-noughfof  Dan-ieL,  And  for 

mar-tyrs  Have  ob-tained  a  robe  and  crown;  On  this  road  they  fought  their  battles,  Shooting 

light -ful  As  I'm  draw-ingnear-er    home;  When  the  storms  of  life  are     e  -  ver.  And  the 


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Da  •  vid   in      his  day;  I  am  glad  that  I     can  fol  -  low  In  the  good  old-fashioned  way. 

vie  -  fry  day    by    day:  I  shall  o  -  ver-come  and  join  them  In  the  good  old-fashioned  way. 

clouds  have  rolled  a*  way,  I  shall  find  the  gates  of  Heav-en   In  the  good  old-fashioned  way. 


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No.  161.      Sometime,  Somewhere- 


Charlie  D.  Tiff  man. 


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1.  Un-an-swered  yet?  The  prayer  your  lips  have  pleaded        In  ag  -  o  -  ny       of  heart  these  man-y 

2.  Un-an-swered  yet?  Tho' when  you  first  pre-sent-ed       This  one  pe  -  ti    -  tion  at   the  Fa-ther's 

3.  Un-an-swered  yet?  Nay,  do  not  say  un  -  grant-ed;     Per-haps  your  part      is   not  yet  whol  -  ly 

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years?  Does  faith  be  -  gin  to  fail,  is  hope  de  -  part  •  ing,  And  think  you  all        in 

throne,  It  seemed  you  could  not  wait  the  time  of    ask  -  ing,  So    ur- gent  was  your 

done;  The  work  be-gan  when  first  your  prayer  was  ut  -  tered,  And  God  wit  fin   -  ish 

Kock;           A  -  mid  the  wild-est  storm  prayer  stands  un-daunt-ed,  Nor  quails  be -fore  the. 


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heart  to  make  it  known.  Tho'  years  have  passed  since  then, do  not  de  -  spair;  The  Lord  wiO  an-swer 
what  He  has  be -gun.  If  you  will  keep     the  in-cense  burn-ing  there;  His  glo - ry  you  shall 
loud-est  tbun-der  shock;  She  knows  Om-nip  -  o-tence  has  heard  her  prayer,  And  cries, '  'It  shall  bo 


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sire,  some -time,  some-where,  You  shall  have  your  de  -  sire,  some -time,  some-where. 

yon*  some  -  time,  some-where,   The  Lord  will  an-swer  you,  6ome-time,  come-where., 

see,  some  -  time,  some-where,  His   glo  -  ry  you  shall  see,  some  -  time,  some-where. 

done,  some -time,  some-where,"  And  cries,  "It  shall  be  done,  some -time,  some-where." 


No.  162.        Reapers  Are  Needed. 


Lizzie  DeArmond. 


Samuel  W.  Beazley. 


1.  Hark  to   the  ma  -  sic    re -sound -tag,  Reap -ers  are  need-ed     to  •  day;        Fields  are  all 

2.  For-ward  with  hearts  full  of    glad -ness,  Reap -ers,   I   pray  you,  make  haste;     Grata  there  is 

3.  Hark  to  the  song  they  are  stag  -  tag!  See,  they  have  treas-ures  so     rare;       Soon  will  the 


white,  to  the  har  -  vest  Let  us  be  up  and  a  -  wayl  Ev-  er  the  Mas-ter  is 
read  -  y  and  wait  -  tag,  If  not  soon  gath-ered,  will  waste;  Then  let  us  hear  yon  re- 
har-vestbe    end  -  ed,  Haste,  then,  their  tro-phies  to      share.     Let    no   one    be      i  -  dly 


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dream-tag,  Look]  look  I  the  bar- vest   is  gleam  -  tag,  Join  ye    the  reap  -  tag  band,  Lend  them  a 


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No.  163.     The  Sinner  and  the  Song, 

W.  L.  T.  C0PLR'rTD'„:!^,Bi:'LL "  LH°r80N-  Will  L.  Thompson. 


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2.  He  stopped  and  listened  to  ev-'ry  sweet  chord,  He  remembered  the  time  he  once  loved  the  Lord, 


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1.  Je  -  sas,  lov  -  er   of    my   soul,    Let   me  to  Thy  bo  -  som    fly, 

2,  While  the  bil-lows  near  me   roll,  while  the  tem-pest  still   is 


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come,  Thcc'lt  for-give  the  dark  past,     And         0,    re  -  ceive    my     soul     at     I   last. 


No.  164.  That  Old,  Old  Story  is  True. 

D.  B.  Watklns.  coKrawr,  ism,  fit.  ©.  emeu,  e    q    Excel! 


1.  There'sa  won-der-ful  sto  -  ry  I've  heard  long  a  -  go,  'T  is  called  "The  sweet  sto-ry  of  old;'* 

2.  They       told   of    a   Be  -  ing  so    love-ly  and  pure,  That  came  to  the  earth  to  dwell, 

3.  He      a -rose  and  as-cend-ed  to  Heav-en,we'retold,Tri  -  um-phant  o'er  death  and  hell; 

4.  Oh,  that  won-der-ful  sto  -  ry  I     love  to  re- peat,  Of    peace  and  good-win      to  men; 


I         hear  it  so   oft  -  en,  wher-ev  -  er  I     go     That     same     old  sto  -  ry   is    told; 

To       seek  for  His  lost  ones,  and  make  them  se-cure  From  death  and  the  pow  •  er  of    hell; 
He's   pre-par-ing  a  place  in  that  cit -y   of    gold,  Where  loved  ones  for-ev  -  er  may  dwell: 
There's  no  sto -ry  to   me  that  is    half       so  sweet,  As  I       hear  it    a  -  gain  and  a  -  gain. 


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And  I've  tho't  it  was  strange  that  so  oft-  en  they'd  tell    That    sto  -  ry  as    if     it  were  new; 

.  That  He  was  despised,  and  with  thorns  He  was  crowned, On  the  cross  was  ex-tend-ed  to   view; 

.Where  our  kindred  we'll  meet,  and  we'll  nev-er-more  part,  And    oh,  while  I  tell    it    to  yon. 

He  in-vites  yon  to  come— He  will  free  •  ly  re-ceive,  And  this  mes-sage  He  send-eth  to  yon, 


Bnt  I've  found  out  the  rea  •  son  they  loved  it  so  well,— That  old,  old  sto  -  ry  is  true. 

Bat    oh,  what  sweet  peace  in  my  heart  since  I've  found  That  old,  old  sto  -  ry  is  true. 

It  is    peace  to  my  soul,  it    is     joy  to  my  heart,  That  old,  old  sto  •  ry  is  true. 

'There'sa  man-sion  in  Gto-ry  for   all  who  believe!' 'That  old,  pld  sto-ry  is  true. 


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Mary  Ann  Lathbury.  a 


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William  P.  Sherwln. 


1.  Day  is  dy  •  ing     in  the  west;  Heav'n  is  touching  earth  with  rest;  Wait  and  worship  while  the  night 

2.  Lord  of  life  be-neath  the  dome  Of    the  u  •  ni  •  verse,  Thy  home,  Gath-er  us  who  seek  Thy  face 

3.  While  the  deep'ning  shadows  fall.Heart  of  love,  en  -  fold  •  ing  all,  Thro'  the  gio  -  ry  and  the  grace 

4.  When  for-ev  -  er  from  our  sight  Pass  the  stars,  the  day,  the  night,  Lord  of  an  •  gels,  onoxa  eyes 


Sets  her  evening  lamps  a  •  light  Thro*  all  the      sky. 

To  the  fold  of  Thy  em-brace,  For  Thou  art    nigh.    Ho-ly,  Ho-ly,    Ho  •  ly,  Lord  God    of 

Of  the  stars  that  veil  Thy  face,  Onr  hearts  as  •  scend. 

Let  e  -  ter  -  nal  mom  •  ing  rise.And  shad  •  ows  end. 

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No.  166.     Lead  Me  Gently  Home,  Father. 


W.  L.  T. 

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1.  Lead  me  gen-tly  home,  Father,  Lead  me  gen-tly  home 

2.  Lead  me  gen-tly  home,  Father,  Lead  me  gen-tly  home 


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Thee  I     roam,    Lest  I      fall  up  -  on  the  wayside,  Lead  me  gen-tly  home. 


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(PAET-SONG  FOR  WOMEN'S  VOICES.) 
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Phoebe  Cary. 


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home  to-day  Than  I've  ev  -  er  been  be-fore.    Near-er        my  Father's  house, 
ing    the  cross;    Near  -  er  gain-ing  the  crown.  Fa  -  ther,  be  near  when  my  feet 


Where  the  man-y  mansions  be;  Nearerthegreatwhitethrone;Near'rthecrystalsea. 
Are   slipping  o'er  the  brink;  For  I  may  be  nearer  home — Nearer  than  I  think! 


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No.  169. 


The  Lord  is  My  Shepherd. 


Psalm  23. 


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1.  The       Lord   is    my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall    I  know;        I    feed  in  green 

2.  Thro' the  val-ley  and  shad-ow  of  death  tho'    I  stray,    Since  Thou  art  my 

3.  In     the  midst  of  af-flic-tion  my    ta  -  ble     is  spread;  With  blessings  un- 

4.  Let       good-ness  and  mer-cy,  myboun-ti  -  ful  God,      Still  fol-low    my 


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Guard-ian,     no      e  -  vil      I       fear;  Thy  rod  shall  de-fend  me,     Thy 

meas-ured     my    cup  run-neth  o'er;  With  per-fume  and    oil  Thou      a- 

steps  till        I    meet  Thee  a  -  bove:  I    seek  by    the  path  which    my 

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noint-est    my  head;  0      what  shall    I       ask    of     Thy  prov  -  i  -  dence 
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near;  No    harm  can    be  -  fall  with    my  Com-fort  -  er     near, 

more?         0       what  shall    I       ask     of      Thy  prov -i- dence  more? 
love,      Thro' the  land  of    their     so-journ,  Thy  king-dom    of      love. 


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H.  Stowell. 

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1.  From  ev  -  'ry    storm  -  y       wind     that  blows,  From     ev 

2.  There  is      a     place   where    Je    -    sus    sheds     The      oil 
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4.  Oh,     let    my     hand    for  -  get      her       skill,    My      tongue      be 


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Edward  Perronet. 

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2.  Ye  cho-sen  seed     of  Israel's  race, Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall,  Ye  ransomed 

3.  Let  ev  -  'ry  kin  -  dred,  ev  -  'ry  tribe,  On  this  ter-res-trial  ball,  On  this  ter- 

4.  0   that  with  yon  -  der  sa-cred  throng  We  at  His  feet  may  fall,  We  at  His 


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from  the  fall,  Hail  Him  who  saves  you    by  His  grace, 

res  -  trial  ball,  To  Him  all   maj  -  es  -  ty    as  -  cribe, 

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No.  172. 


Wake  the  Song. 

COPYRIGHT,    1888,    BY  E.   O.    EXCEU 


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Let  it  ech-e o'erthesea,  .  .  .    letitech-o o'erthesea. 

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Lo!  Jesus  Gomes. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  M 


COPYRIGHT,  1916,   BY  E.  0  EXCEU. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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2.  0    Church  of  God,   a -wake,  a- rise!    the  tri-umph  day     is    near-ing; 
3. "Thy  kingdom  come,  Thy  will  be  done,"  in     ev  -  'ry    land  and    na  -  tion; 

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The  Hope  of  all  the  a  -  ges  past,  fore  -  told  in  song  and  sto  -  ry; 
Fresh  oil  in  -  to  your  ves  -  sels  take,  to  greet  your  Lord's  ap  -pear  -  ing; 
And     for    this  glo  -  rious  time  we  look  with     ea  -  ger  ex  -  pec  -  ta  -  tion; 

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That  in  His  glo  -  ry  we  may  share,  He  bids  us  for  the  day  pre-pare: 
Signs  of     His  com-ing  mul  -  ti  -  ply;  the  morn-ing  breaks!  the  watchmen  cry  I 

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God's  king-dom    is       at     hand;  de-clare,  "Lo!  Je  -  sus 

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0  How  I  Love  Him. 


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D,  R.  Vac  Sickle. 


All  Mail,  Immanuel! 

COPYRIGHT,  1610,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 


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3.  All     hail     to  Thee,  Im-man  -  u  -  el,   Our     ris  -     en  King  and 


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Sav  -  ior  I  Thy  foes  are  vanquished,  and  Thou  art  Om  -  nip       -       o  -  tent  f  or- 

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No.  176. 


Awakening  Ghorus. 


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A  -  wake!  a  -  wake! 

2.  Ring  out!  ring  out!  0     bells  of   joy    and  glad  -  ness!  Re- 

Ring  out!  ring   out! 


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wake!  a -wake!         and  let  your  song  of  praise  a-rise;  A -wake!        a- 

A-wake!  a -wake!  A -wake! 

peat,  re  -  peat  a  -  new  the  sto  -ry   o'er  a-gain,  Till  all  the 

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No.  177.      Master,  the  Tempest  is  Raging. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  H.  B.  PALMER,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


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1.  Mas-ter,  the  tem-pest    is     rag-ing!The    oil-lows  are  toss-ing     high! 

2.  Mas-ter,  with .  an-guish   of    6pir  -  it      I     bow  in     my  grief   to  -  day; 

3.  Mas-ter,   the    ter-ror     is     o  -  ver,  The     el  -  e- merits  sweet-!y    rest; 

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The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  troub-led — Oh,  wak-en  and  save,  1  pray! 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is    mir-rored,  And  Heav-en's  with-in    my  breast; 


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No.  178. 


C.  H.  G. 


Harvest-Time  is  Here. 

COPYRIGHT,   1907,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  Bright  is  the  sun,  and  the  sky    is  clear,  Swift-ly  the  mo-ments  are  fly-ing; 

3.  Look  ye,  the  har-vest  is    tru  -  ly  great,  Gold-en  and  ripe  it     is  gleam-ingl 


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Hark-enl  the  voice  of  the  Mas  -  ter  hear,  Loud-ly  for  la  -  bor-ers  cry  -  ing; 
Won-drous-ly  wide  is  thy  Lord's  es-tate,     In    its  mag-ni  -  fi  -  cence  teem-ing; 


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While  in  the  mark-ets,  a  -  far  and  near,  Man  -  y  are  wait-ing,  de  -  ny  -  ing 
Reap-ers  are  need-ed,  and  still  you  wait,      I  -  die  and  care-less-ly  dreaming  1 


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Go    ye  to-  day,  and  reap  while  you mayl  Go,  ere  you  en  -  ter  too  late! 

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No.  179.         Grown  Him  King  of  Kings. 


E.  6.  Rexford. 


COPYRIGHT,  1609,  BY  E.  O.  EXCEU. 
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2.  He        who    reigns  o'er  the  king-doms  of  earth      to     -     day, 

3.  Praise  Him,  praise  Him,  the  King  on   the  great  white        throne; 


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A.  M.  Toplady. 


Rock  of  Ages. 

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to  Thy  eross  I  cling,  Lord,  Sim  -  ply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling, 
hide    my  -  self   in    Thee,  Oh,    Let   me  hide       my  -  self    in  Thee. 


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No.  181.     Wounded  for  Our  Transgressions. 

COPYRIGHT,  1911,  &t  ARTHUR  8.  MAGANN,  MADISON,  W18CON8IN. 

Mrs.  C.  H.  M.  Mrs.  C.  H    Morris. 

Adagio. 

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1.  Sing     we    the  prais-e9  of  Je-sus,  the  won-der-ful  Savior  of    men; 

2.  To     Beth  -  le  -  hem  of  Ju-de-a,  a  Babe  in  a  manger  He  came; 

3.  Glo  -  ry     to  God  in  the  highest,  our  glad  hearts  exultantly    sing, 


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Lived    He     a   life  of  the  low-ly,  en  -  dur-ing  the  cross  and  its  shame; 
Prais  -  es    for-ev-erand  ev-er   to    Je-sus  our  Savior  and   King; 


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Tempt  -  ed      in  all  points  as  we  are,  and  yet  without  sin  was  He  found; 

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God  -  in  an, our  frailties  He  knows, and  His  grace  doth  to  sinners  a-bound. 

Wor-shiped,  enthroned  and  exalted,  He  liv-eth  for-ev-er  on    high. 


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0  Turn  Ye. 


COPYRIGHT,   189C,  BY  E.  O.  EXCEI.L. 


Arr.  from  Sullivan 
by  E.  O.  E. 


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2.  And  now  Christ  is    read  -  y     your  souls  to     re-ceive,   0     how  can   you 

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e-nough  and  to   spare,    e-nough  and  to   spare;  (Omit  and  go  to  Coda) 

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No.  183. 


Charlotte  G.  Homer. 


A  Song  of  ViGtory. 

COPYRIGHT,  1904,   BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   1907,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  Press-  ing        on     to    the  bat -tie,  each  sol  -  dier      re  -  joi  -  ces, 

3.  Glo    -    ry!       glo  -  ry     to  God    in     the  high  -  est     for  -  ev    -    erl 


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No.  184.     The  Old  Book  and  the  Old  faith. 


Q.  H.  C. 


COPYRIGHT.  1914,  BY  W.  E.  M.  HACKLEMAN. 


Geo.  H.  Carr. 


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3.  'Tis  the  Book  that  tells  us   of    the   will   of  God,  And  the  Sav-ior'e 

4.  'Tis  the  Book  that  tells  us  of     E  -  ter-nal  Life,  Aft  -  er  faith -ml 


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teachings  while  the  earth  He  trod,  How  He  soothed  earth's  sorrows,  and  re- 
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lieved  its    woe,  Thro' whom  strength  is  giv- en     to    con-quer  ev-'ry   foel 
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WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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J.  P.  5. 


Saved,  Saved. 

COPYRIGHT,  1811,  BY  ROBERT  H.  COLEMAN. 


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Isaac  Watts. 


Joy  to  the  World. 


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2.  No    more   let    sin     aud    sor  -  row     grow,  Nor  thorns   in  -  fest    the 

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1.  How  firm    a  foun-da-tion,ye    saints  of  the  Lord,     Is  laid   for  your  faith   in  His 

2.  "Fear  not,  I     am  with  thee,  0     be       not  dis  -  mayed,  For  I     am  thy  God,     I  will 

3.  "When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I     call     thee  to    go,       The  riv  -  ers   of     sor  -  row  shall 

4.  "When  thro'  fiery    tri  -  als  thy  path  -  way  shall  lie,      My  grace,  all  -  suf  -  fi  -  cient,  shall 


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still  give  thee  aid;  I'll  strengthen  thee,help  thee,and  cause  thee  to  stand,  Up-held  by  my 
not     o  -  ver-fiow;  For  I     will  be  with  thee  thy  tri  -  als  to    Mass,     And  sanc-ti  -  fy 
be     thy  sup-ply,  The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee;  1  on  -  ly  de  -  sign       Thy  dross  to  con- 


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to  thee  thy  deep-  est  dis  -  tress.  And  sane  -  ti  -  fy  to  thee  thy  deep-est  distress. 
>,  and  thy  gold    to   re  -  fine,    Thy  dross  to  con-sume,  and  thy  gold  to  re  -  fine." 


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No.  189.  How  Firm  a  Foundation. 

George  Keith.  (Second  tune.) 


Anne  Steele. 


No.  190.       Shall  We  Gather  at  the  River? 


R.  L. 


COPYRIGHT  PROPERTY  OF  MARY  RUNYON  COWRY. 

USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


Robert  Lowry. 


1.  Shall  we  gath-er   at  the  riv   -  er,  Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod;     With  its 

2.  On    the  mar -gin  of  the  riv  -  er,Wash-ing  up   its  sil-ver  spray,     We  will 

3.  Ere   we  reach  the  shining  riv  -  er,  Lay     we  ev-'ry  bur -den  down;  Grace  our 

4.  Soon  we'll  reach  the  shining  riv  -  er,  Soon   our  pil-grim-age  will  cease;   Soon  our 


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spir-its  willde -liv  -  er,  And  provide  a  robe  and  crown, 
hap  -  py  hearts  will  quiv-er  With  the  mel  -  o  -  dy    of  paace. 


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Unknowa. 


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1.  Come  to  Je  -sus,cometo  Je  -  sus,  Come  to  Je  -  sus  just 

2.  He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you  just 


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He  is  willing. 
Call  upon  Him. 
He  will  hear  you. 
He'll  forgive  you. 
He  will  cleanse  you. 
Jesus  loves  you. 
Only  trust  Him. 


Nb.  192. 

John  Keble. 


Sun  of  My  Soul. 


Peter  Ritter. 


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1.  Sun    of  my  soul,  Thou  Sav  -  tor  dear,  It     is  not  night  if    Thou  be  near; 

2.  When  the  soft  dews  of     kind -ly  sleep  Mywear-ied  eye  -  lids  gen  -  tly  steep, 

3.  A  -  bide  with  me    from  morn  till  eve,  Forwith-out  Thee  I     can -not  live; 

4.  Come  near  and  bless  us    when  we  wake,  Ere  thro*  the  world  our  way    we  take; 


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A -bide  with  me      when  night    is  nigh,  For  without  Thee    I    dare    not  die. 

Till,  in    the    o    -    cean     of    Thy  love,  We  lose  our-selves  inheav'n   a-bove. 


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Jesus  Shall  Reign, 


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John  Hatton. 


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2.  From  north  to  south  the  princ-es   meet,  To    pay  their  homage  at       His  feet; 

3.  To    Him  shall  end -less  prayer  be    made,  And  end-less  prais-es  crown  His  bead; 

4.  Feo  -  pie  and  realms  o!      ev  -  *ry  tongue  Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweet  -  est  song. 


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While  western  em  -pires  own  their  Lord,  And    sav-age  tribes    at -tend  His   word. 
His  name  like  sweet  per-fume  shall  rise    With    ev  -  'ry  morn  -  ing  sac  •  ri  -  fice. 
And  in  -  f  ant  voi  -  ces  shall  pro  -  claim  Their  ear  -  ly  bless  -  ings  on  His  name. 


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No.  194.        My  faith  Looks  Up  to  Thee. 


Ray  Palmer. 


Lowell  Mason. 


1.  My    faith  looks  up  to  Thee,  Thoa  Lamb  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry,    Sav  -  ior  di  -  vine;  Now  hear  me 

2.  May  Thy  rich  grace  im-part  Strength  to  ray  fainting  heart,  My  zeal  in-spire;  As  Thou  hast 

3.  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread,  And  griefs  around  me  spread,Be  Thou  my  Guide;  Bid  darkness 


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while  I  pray,  Take  all  my  sin    a -way,     0     let  me  from  this  day  Be  whol-ly  Thine! 

died  for  me,    0  may  my  love  to  Thee,  Pure,warm,and  changeless  be,— A  liv-ing    fire: 

turn  to  day,  Wipe  sorrow's  tears  a- way,  Nor  let    me  ev-er  stray  From  Thee  a  -  side. 

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No.  195.         0  Day  of  Rest  and  Gladness. 

Christopher  Wordsworth.  Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason. 


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2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth; 
On  thee,  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth; 
On  thee,  our  Lord  victorious. 

The  Spirit  sent  from  Heaven; 
And  thus  on  thee,  most  glorious, 

A  triple  light  was  giver.. 


3  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 


No.  196. 

Cowper. 


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There  is  a  Fountain. 

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The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 

Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

Thou  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 

Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 


4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


No.  197 


R.  L. 


Christ  Arose. 

OOPVRIQHT,  1902,  BY  MARY  RUNYON  LOWRY.      RENEWAL. 
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Edward  Mote. 


My  Mope  is  Built, 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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the  sweet-est  frame.  But  whol  -  ly  lean  on  Je  -  sus'  name. 
His  love  -  ly  face,  I  rest  on  His  un- changing  grace; 
and  storm  -  y  gale,    My      an-chor  holds  with  -  in    the  veil. 


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Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood; 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay. 

4  When  He  shall  come  with  trumpet 
Oh,  may  I  then  in  Him  be  found; 
Dressed  in  His  righteousness  alone, 
Faultless  to  stand  before  the  throne 


No.  199. 

Charles  Wesley. 


Love  Divine. 


John  Zundel. 


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2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  Thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast! 
Let  us  all  in  Thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  the  promised  rest. 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty! 


3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  Thy  grace  receive; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  Thy  temples  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing. 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above» 
Pray,  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing. 

Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love! 


No.  200.    The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War. 


R.  Heber. 


H.  S.  Cutler. 


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London  Hymn  Book. 


My  Jesus,  I  Love  Thee. 


A.  J.  Gordon. 


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2  j  I        love  Thee,  be  -  cause  Thou  hast  first  lov  -  ed     me, 
(And    purchased  my  par  -  don  on  Cal  -  va-ry's  tree; 


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I'll  ever  adore  Thee  in  heaven  so  bright; 
I'll  sing  with  the  glittering  crown  on  my  brow, 
If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 


No.  202. 


What  a  Friend. 


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Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 


3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy- 
Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care?— 

Precious  Savior,  still  our  refuge,-^ 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee? 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer; 

In  His  arms  He'll  take  and  shield  thee. 
Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 


No.  203.  Majestic  Sweetness  Sits  Enthroned. 


Samuel  Stennett. 


Thomas  Hastings. 


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3.  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  dis  -  tress,  And  flew   to  my    re  -  lief;     For   me    He 

4.  To  Him     I  owe    my  life  and  breath,  And  all   the  joys   I       have;    He  makes  me 


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W.  W.  Walford. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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The  joys  I  feel,  the  bliss  I  share, 
Of  those  whose  anxious  spirits  burn 
With  strong  desires  for  thy  return! 
With  sueh  I  hasten  to  the  place 
Where  God,  my  Savior,  shows  His  face, 
And  gladly  take  my  station  there, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 
To  Him,  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless: 
And  since  He  bids  me  seek  His  face, 
Believe  His  word,  and  trust  His  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  Him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  ef  prayer. 


No.  205. 

J.  H.  Newman. 


Lead,  Kindly  Light. 


J.  B.  Dykes. 


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John  Fawcett. 


Blest  Be  the  Tie. 


Hans  George  Naegeli. 


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And  oft  -  en      for    each  oth  -  er  flows  The  sym  -  pa  -  thiz  -  ing  tear. 

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Rev.  1.  Watts. 


We're  Marching  to  Zion. 

COPYRIGHT  PROPERTY  OF  MARY  RUNYAN  LOWRY. 


USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


Rev.  Robert  Lowry. 


1.  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord,  And  let  our  joys  be  known;  Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

2.  Let  those  re  -  fuse  to  sing  Who  never  knew  our  God;  But  children  of  the  Heav'nly  King, 


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But  children  of  the  Heav'nly  King  May  speak  their  joys  abroad,  May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne,  And  thus  surround  the      throne. 


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[  s^|  To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


No.  208.      Onward,  Ghristian  Soldiers, 


Sabine  Gould 


First  Tune. 


Arthur  Sullivan. 


1:  Onward,  Christian  sol  •  diersl  Marching  as  to  war,  With  the  cross  of  Je  •  sus  Go  -  ing  on  he  -  (ore; 

2.  At  the  sign  of  tri  -  umph,  Satan's  host  doth  flee;  On,  then,  Christian  soldiers,  On  to  vie  -  to  -  ryl 

3.  Like  a  might-y  ar-my  Moves  the  Church  of  God;  Brothers  we  are  treading  Where  the  saints  have  trod; 

4.  Onward,  then,  ye  peo  -  pie,  Join  our  hap-py  throng,  Blend  with  ours  your  voices  In  the  triumph  song; 


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Hell's  fonn-da-tions  qqiv  -  er  At  the  shout  of  praise,  Brothers,  lift  your  voic-es,  Loud  your  anthems  raise. 
We  are  not  di  -  vid  -  ed;  All  one  bod  -  y     we,  One  in  hope  and  doc  -  trine,  One  in  char  -  i  -  ty. 
Glo  -  ry,  laud  and  hon  •  or  Un  -  to  Christ,  the  King,  This  thro'  countless  a  -  ges  Men  and  angels  sing. 

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With  the  cross  of  Je  •  sus  Go-ing  on   be-fore. 


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No.  209.      JesuSjLover  of  My  Soul. 

Charles  Wesley. 


First  Tune. 


J.  P.  Holbrook. 
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1.  Je  •  80S,  Lov  •  er  of    my    soul,  Let  roe  to   Thy  bo  •  som  fly,   While  the  near  '•  er  wa-tere 

2.  Oth  •  er  ref  •  uge  have  I    none;  Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee;  Leave,  oh,    leave  me  not  a* 

3.  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I    want;  More  than  all  in  Thee  I    find;  Raise  the    fal  •  len,  cheer  the 

4.  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found,  Grace  to  cov  •  er  all    my    sin;  Let    the   heal  •  ing  streams  *> 


toll,     While  the    tern  •"  pest  still  is  high.  Hide  me,  0,  my  Sav-ior    hide, 

lone,     Still    sup  -  port    andcom-fort  me.  All   my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed, 

faint.    Heat    the     sick,     and  lead  the  blind.  Just  and    ho  -  ly     is    Thy  name, 

bound;  Make  and     keep    me  pore  witb-in.  Thou  of    life  the  fount-aim    art, 


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ftorm  of  life  is  past; 
help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
•D  «D>right-eous-ness; 
let    toe  take  of  Thee; 


Safe  in  •  to  the  ha-ven  guide, 
Cov  «er  my  de  -  f ense  •  less  head 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, , 
Spring  Thou  op  with  -  in  my  heart, 


O  re-eeive  my  son!  at  fasti 
With  the  shad  •  ow  of  Thy  wing. 
Thou  are  foil  of  troth  and  grace. 
Rise  to    all     e  *  ter  •  oi  «  ty. 


NO.  2101 

Charles  Wesley. 


Arise,  My  Soul,  Arise; 


Arr.  by  Gabriel. 


1,  A *  rise,  my  soul,    a-rise.  Shake  off  thy  guilt-y  fears;  The  bleeding  Sac  -  ri  -fee  In   thy  be-half  appears; 
2."  He  ev  •  er  lives    a-bove,  For  me  to  in-  ter-cede;  His  all-  re-deem-ing  love  His  pre-cioos  blood  to  plead; 


Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands.My  name  is  written  on  His  hands.My  name  is  writ  -  ten  on    His  hands. 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race,  And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace,  And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 


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3  Five  bleeding  wounds  He  bears, 
Received  on  Calvary; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 
They  strongly  plead  for  me; 
"Forgive  him,  0  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"Nor  let  the  ransomed  sinner  die," 
"Nor  let  the  ransomed  sinner  die." 


No.  211 


4  The  Father  hears  Him  pray, 
His  dear  Anointed  One; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  His  Son: 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

AH  Tor  Jesus. 


Rev.  J.  B.  Atchinson. 


5  To  God  I'm  reconciled; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear; 
He  owns  mo  for  His  child; 

I  can  no  longer  fear: 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh. 
And  "Father,  Abba,  Father,"  cry 
And'  'Father,  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 


B.  O.  Excel!. 

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I      give      to  Je-sus,  It 

All      my  heart  I      give      to  Je-sus,  It 

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2  All,  yes,  all  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
All  my  voice  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
Pleading  for  the  young  and  hoary, 
Telling  of  His  power  and  glory, 
Singing  o'er' and  o'er  the  story, 

It  belongs  to  Him. 


3  All,  yes,  all  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
All  my  love  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
Loving  Him  for  love  unceasing, 
For  Hi3  mercy  e'eT.  increasing, 
For  His  watch-care  never  ceasing, 

It  belongs  to  Him. 


4  All,  yes,  all  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
AD  my  life  I  give  to  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him; 
Hour  by  hour  I'U  live  for  Jesus, 
Day  by  day  I'll  work  for  Jesus, 
Evermore  I'll  honor  Jesus, 

It  belongs  to  Him. 


No.  212. 


Blessed  Assurance. 


P.  J.  Crosby, 


Mrs.  J.  P.  Knapfv 


1.  Bless-ed  as  *  ear  -  ance,  Je-sus  is  mine!  Oh,  what  a  fore-taste  of    g!o  -  ry  di  -  vine!  Heir  of  sal* 

2.  Per  -  feet  sub-mis-sion,  per-fectde-  light,  Vis-ions  of  rap  -  tore  now  burst  on  my  sight,  An-gels  de- 

3.  Per  •  feet  sub-mis-sion,  all  is    at    rest,   I,   in  my  Sav  -  ior  am  hap-py  and  blest,  Watching  i 


va  -  tion,  pnr-chase  of    God,  Born  of  His  Spir  -  it,  washed  in  His  blood. 

scend-ing,  bring  from  a-bove,  Ech  -  oes.  of  mer  -  cy,  whis-pers  of     love.    This  is   my  gto  •  ry, 

wait  -  ingi  look  -ing  a-bove,  Pilled  with  His  goodness,  lost  in  His   love. 

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213. 

H.  Oil  more. 


He  Leadeth  Me. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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1.  He  lead-eth  me!  0  "bless  -  ed  tho't!  0  words  with  heav'nly  corn-fort  fraught!  What-e'er  I  do,  wher- 

2.  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom.Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom.By  waters  still,  o'er 

3.  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine,  Nor  ev  -  er  mux  -  mur  or  re  -  pine,  Con  -  tent,  what-ev  -  er 

4.  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, When,by  Thy  grace, the  vict'ry's  won, E'en  death's  cold  wave  I 


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e'er   1     be,  Still 'tis  God's  hand  that  4ead-eth  me. 

troub-led  sea,  Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  lead-eth  me.    He  Ie&d-eth  me,  He  lead-eth  me,  By  His  own 

lot     I    see,  Since'tis  God's  hand  that  lead-eth tae. 

will  not  flee,  Since  God  thro'  Jor  -  dan  lead-eth  me. 


hand  He  lead-eth  me;  His  faith  -  ful  fol-low'r    I  would  be,  For  by  His  hand  He    lead-eth  me. 


No.  214.  Since  I  Have  Been  Redeemed. 


L  I  have  a  song  I     love  to  sing,  Since  I  have  been  re -deemed,  Of  my  Re  •deem-er,  Sat  •  for,  King, 

■  2.  I  have  a  Christ  that  sat  -  is  -  flea,  Since  I  have  been  re  •  deemed,  To  do  His  will  my  high  -  est  prize, 

3.  I  have  a  wit-ness  bright  and  clear,Since  I  have  been  re-deemed,  Dis-pel-ling  ev  -  'ry  doubt-and  fear, 

4.  I  have  a  home  pre-pared  for  me,  Since  I  have  been  re  •  deemed,  Where  I  shall  dwell  e  -  ter  -  nal  -  ly, 


Since    I     have  been  re -deemed.     Since  I have  been  re -deemed, 

Since     I    have  beea   w  deemed,  Since  1    bare  been  re-deeme*,*> 


Since  I  have  been  redeemed,  I  will  glo-ry  in  His  name;    I  will  glo-ry    in  my  Sav-for'aname. 


No.  215.    There  is  Glory  in  My  Soul, 


Grace  Weber  Davis. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel 


1.  Since    I    lost  my  sins,  and    I  found  my  Sav-ior,  There  is   glo-ry  in  my  soul!  Since  by  faith  I 

2.  SinceHecleansedmyheart,gavemesightforblindness,Thereis    glo-ry  in  mysoall  Since  He  touched  and 

3.  Since  with  God  I've  walked.having  sweet  communion,  There  is    glo-ry  in  my  soul  1  Brighter  grows  each 

4.  Since   I    en-tered  Ca-naan  on  mywaytoheav'n.Thereis-  glo-ry  in  mysoull  Since  the  day  my 


sought  and  obtained  God's  fa-yor,  There  is  glo-ry    in  my  soul. 

healed  me  in    lov-ing-kfodness,  There  is  glo-ry    in  my  soul.     There  is    glo-ry,  glo-ry,  there  is 

day      in  this  heav'n-ly   tui-ion, There  is  glo-ry    in  my  sonj. 


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No.  216.       Come*  Thou  Almighty  Kin£. 

Charles  Wesley.  ^-^  Felice  Olardtnt 


1.  Come,  Thou  Al  -  might  -  y  King,  Help  us  Thy  name    to  Bing,  Help  us  to    praise:  Fa  •  ther  all- 

2.  Come,  Thou  in --car- nate Word,  Gird  on  Thy  might -y  sword.  Our  prayer  at-tend;    Come,  and  Thy 

3.  Come,  ho  -  ly    Com  -  fort  -  er,  Thy  sa  -  cred    wit  -  ness  bear  In  this  glad  hour;    Thou  who  al- 

4.  To      the  great  One   in  Three,  The  high  -  est    prais  -  es    be,  Hence,  ev-er  morel    His  bo v 'reign 


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•  y  art,  Now  rule   in   ev   •   'ry  heart,  And  ne'er  from  us     de-part,  Spir  -  it     of     pow'r! 

maj  -  es  -  ty  May  we    in     glo  •  ry    see,  And  to    e  -  tei  •  ni  -  ty  Love  and  a  -    dorel 

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No.  217.  0  Worship. 

Tune  Lyons. 

1  0  worship  the  King  all  glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  His  wonderful  love; 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  0  tell  of  His  might,  and  sing  of  His  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space; 

-His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunderclouds  form, 
And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm, 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distills  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  Thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  Thee  to  fail; 
Tby  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  the  endl 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend. 


No,  218.    Ye  Servants. 

Tune  Lyons. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim. 
And  publish  abroad  His  wonderful  name; 
The  name  all  victorious  of  Jesus  extol; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious:  He  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save; 
And  still  He  is  nigh:  His  presence  we  have; 
The  great  congregation  His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  "Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne," 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son, 

The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 

Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  Him  His  right- 
All  glory  and  power,  and  wisdom  and.  might? 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  for  infinite  love. 


No.  219. 


Sir  Robert  Grant. 


Lyons.  10s,  lis, 


Francis  Joseph  Haydeo. 


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No.  220.  0  Love  That  Wilt  Not  bet  Me  Go. 


Oeorge  Matheson. 


Albert  L.  Peace. 


1.  0  Love  that  wilt  not  let    me    go,  I 

2.  0  Light  that  foHowest  all    my  way,  I 

3.  0  Joy  that  seek-est    me  thro'  pain,  I 

4.  0  cross  that  lift  -  est  up  my  head,  I 


rest     my  wea  •  ry  soul    in    Thee,     I   give  Thee 
yield    my  flickering  torch  to  Thee;  My  heart  re- 
can  •  not  close  my  heart  to  Thee;    I  trace  the 
dare     not  ask  to  hide  from  Thee;    I     lay    in 


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back  the  life  I  owe, 
stores  its  bor-rowed  ray, 
sain-how  thro'- the  rain, 
dost  life's  glo  -  ry  dead, 

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That  in     Thine  o-cean  depths  its  flow  May  rich  -  er  full  -  er  be. 

That  in     Thy  sun-shine's  glow  its  day  May  brighter  fair  -  er  be. 

And  fee!    the    prom  -  ise  is  not  yam  That  mom  shall  tear-less  be. 

And  from  the  ground  there  blossoms  red  Life  that  shall  end  •  less  be. 


No.  221.    Home. 

Tune  below. 
I  .'Mid  pleasure  and  palaces  though  we  may  roam, 
Be  it  ever  so  humble,  there's  no  place  like  home; 
A  charm  from  the  skies  seems  to  hallow  us  there, 
Which  seek  thro'  the  world,  is  ne'er  met  with  elsewhere. 
Cho.— Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

Be  it  ever  so  humble,  there's  no.  place  like  home. 

t  I  gaze  on  the  moon  as  I  tread  the  drear  wild, 
And  feel  that  my  mother  now  thinks  of  her  child; 
As  she  looks  on  that  moon  from  our  own  cottage  door, 
Thro'  the  woodbine  whose  fragrance  shall  cheer  me 
no  more. 

8  An  exile  from  home,  splendor  dazzles  in  vain. 
Oh,  give  me  my  lowly  thatched  cottage  again 
The  birds  singing  gaily,  that  came  at  my  call; 
On,  give  me  that  peace  of  mind  dearer  than  alL 


No.  222.  Heaven. 

Tune  below. 

1  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creatures  complaints. 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints! 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHO.—Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home; 

Prepare  me,  dear  Savior,  for  heaven  my  home. 

2  An.  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 

I  wandered  thro'  earth,  its  gay  pleasures  to  trace; 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alas!  that  it  led  me  from  home. 

3  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away; 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  given, 
Salvation  on  earth  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 


No.  223. 


Home,  Sweet  Home. 


John  Howard  Payne. 


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No.  224.      I  Love  To  Tell  The  Story. 

{Catherine  Hankey .  usco  av  permission  of  ««•. «.  n****.  William  G.  Fischer. 


1.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry    Of   un  -  seen  things  a-bove, 

2.  I  lore  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry;  More  won-der-ful  it    seems 

3.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry;  'Tis  pleas  -  ant  to  re  -  peat 

4.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  •  ry;  For  those  who  know  it  best 


Of  Je  -  sus  and  His  glo  -  ry 
Than  all  the  gold  -  en  fan  -  cies 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it. 
Seem  hun-ger-  ing  and  thirst-ing 


Of     Je  -  sus  and  His  love.  I  love      to  tell  the  sto  -  ry,  Be  -  cause  I  know  'tis    true; 

Of     all    our  gold-en  dreams.  I  love      to  tell  the  sto  -  ry,  It    did     so  much  for    me; 

More  won  -  der  -  ful  -  ly  sweet.  I  love      to  tell  the  sto  -  ry,  For  some  have  nev  -  er     heard 

To     hear    it    like  the  rest.  And  when,  in  scenes  of  glo  -  ry,  I     sing    the  new,  new   eong. 


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mes  -  sage  of  sal  -  va  -  tion  From  God's  own  ho-ly  word. 

be     the  old,  old  sto  -  ry  That  I  have  lov'd  so    long. 


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No.  225. 


Even  Me,  Even  Me. 


Mrs.  Elizabeth  Codner. 


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2.  Pass  me  not,  0    God,  my  Fa  -  ther  Sin  -  ful  tho'  my  heart  may  be;  Thou  mightst  leave  me,  but  the 

3.  Pass  me  not,  0    gra  -  cious  Sav  -  ior,  Let  me  live  and   cling  to  Thee;    I    am  long  -  ing  for  Thy 

4.  Love   of  God,  so  pure  and  change-less,  Blood  of  Christy  so  rich  and  free;  Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and 


fresh-ing;  Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me; 
rath  -  er;  Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me; 
fa-vor;  Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,  0  call  me; 


E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me,  Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me. 
E  -  ven  me,  e  ♦  ven  me,  Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me. 
E  -  ven  me,    e  -  ven  me,  Whilst  Thou'rt  caUing.O  call  me. 


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No.  226, 
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Galling  the  Prodigal. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 

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Hear,  0  hear  Him  calling,  calling  now  for  thee; 
Oh!  return  while  the  Spirit  in  mercy  intercedes, 
Hear  His  loving  voice  calling  still. 


3  Come ,  there's  bread  in  the  house  of  thy  Father , and  to  spare, 
Hear,  0  hear  Him  calling,  calling  now  for  thee; 
Lo!  the  table  is  spread  and  the  feast  is  waiting  there, 
Hear  His  loving  voice  calling  still. 


No.  227. 


Let  Him  In. 


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Let  Him  in,  ere  He    is    gone,  Let  Him  in,  the  Ho  -  ly    One,   Je-sus  Christ,  the  Father's  Son, 


2  Open  now  to  Him  your  heart, 

Let  Him  in; 
If  yon  wait  He  will  depart, 

Let  Him  in; 
Let  Him  in,  He  is  your  Friend, 
He  your  soul  will  sun  defend, 
He  will  keep  yon  to  the  end, 

Let  Him  in. 


3  Hear  you  now  His  loving  voice? 

Let  Htm  in; 
Now, oh, now  make  Him  your  choice, 

Let  Him  in; 
He  is  standing  at  your  door, 
Joy  to  you  He  will  restore, 
And  His  name  you  will  adore, 

Let  Him  in. 


4  Now  admit  the  heavenly  Guest, 

Let  Him  in; 
He  will  make  for  you  a  feast. 

Let  Him  in; 
He  will  speak  your  Bins  forgiven, 
And  when  earth-ties  all  are  riven, 
He  will  take  you  home  to  heaven^ 

Let  Him  in. 


No.  228. 

Geo.  Robinson. 


Gome,  Thou  Fount. 


John  Wyeth. 


.    i  Come.Tbou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing.Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace,  I  )  Teach  me  soma  melodious  sonnet,} 
'  ^  Streams  ot  mer-cy,  noT-er  ceas-ing.  Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise;  >  '  Sung  by  flam-ing  tongues  Ja-b 


mer-cy,  nev-er  ceas-ing.  can  lor  songs  01  loudest  praise; 
D.  C— Praise  the  mount,  I'm  fixed  up-on  it!  Mount  of  Thy  redeeming  love. 


I  Come.Thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace, 
Streams  ol  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount.I'm  filed  upon  it! 
Mount  of  Thy  redeeming  lore. 


Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  Thy  help  I'll  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  Thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home: 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Interposed  His  precious  blood. 


Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  bel 
Let  Thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love;  [it, 
Here's  my  heart,  oh,  take  and  seal 
Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 


No.   229. 

firs.  Sarah  F.  Adams. 

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Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee. 


Second  Tune. 


D.3. 


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'  I  E'en  tho'  it  be  a  cross, 
D.S.— Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 


(Omit.)    That  raiseth  me,  Still  all  my  song  shall  be,Nearer,myGod.to  Thee, 
(Omit. )        Near  -  er  to  Thee. 


2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 

Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Thee! 


No.  230. 


W.  A.  O. 


3  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

Look  and  Live. 

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Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  forgot. 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Theot 


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'Tis    re  -  cord  -  ed    in   His  Word,  Hal  •  le  •  lu  -  jah!    It    is   on  -  ly  that  you  "look  and  Eve,"  f 

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D.C 


3  Life  is  offered  unto  you,  Hallelujah! 
Eternal  life  thy  soul  shall  have; 
fi  you'H  only  look  to  Him,  Hallelujah ! 
Look  to  Jems  who  alone  can  aave. 


4  I  will  tell  you  how  I  came,  Hallelujah! 
To  Jesus  when  He  made  me  whole: 
Twa8  believing  on  His  name,  Hallelujah! 
I  trusted  and  He  saved  my  soul. 


No.  231. 

L.  H. 


I  Am  Goming,  Lord. 


Rev.  L.  tfaitsough. 


1.  I  bear  Thy  welcome  TOice,  That  calls  me.Lord.to  Thee, For  cleansing  in  Thy  precious  blood  That  flowed  on  C 


That  calls  me.Lord.to  Thee,  For  cleansing  in  Thy  precious  blood  That  Bowed  on  Calvary, 


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Com-Inff  now  to  Thee:  Wash  me.cleanso  me  in  the  blood  That  flowed  on  Cal-va-ry. 


I     am  coming,  Lord, 


2  Tho'  coming  weak  and  vile 
Thou  dost  my  strength 
Thou  dost  my  vfleness  fully 
Till  spotless  all,  and  pore. 

No.  232. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


3'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on, 
To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope, and  peace, and  trust 
For  earth  and  heav'n  above. 

Just  As  1  Am. 


4  And  He  assurance  gives 
To  loyal  hearts  and  true, 
That  ev'ry  promise  is  fulfilled 
To  those  who  hear  and  do. 


1.  Just  as    I    am!  with  *  out  one  plea,  But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me,  And  that  Thou  bidd'st  me 

2.  Just  as    I    am!  and  wait  -  tog  not  To    rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot,  To  Thee,  whose  blood  can 

3.  Just  as    I    am!  tho'  toss'd  a- bout  With  many  a  conflict  many  a  doubt,  Fighting  and  fears  witi- 

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come  to  Thee,  0  Lamb  of  God!  I  come!  I 
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No.  233.  Jesus  Paid  It  All. 


4  Just  as  I  am!  poor,  wretched,  bond. 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  Thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  cornel 

5  Just  as  I  am— thou  wflt  receive, 
Wflt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

Lamb  of  God,  I  cornel  I  come! 


Mrs.  H.  M.  Hall- 


1    I  hear  the  Savior-say  ."Toy  strength  indeed  is  emall,Cbild  of  w'eakness,watch  and  pray,Find  in  m 


John  T.  Grape. 


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1    I  hear  the  Saviorsay,"Tby  strength  indeed  is  smaU,ChUd  of  w'eakness,watch  and  pray  .Find  in  md  thine  all  ut  all.' 

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2  Lord,  now  indeed  I  find 
Thy  power,  and  Thine  alone, 
Can  change  the  leper's  spots, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. 


3  For  nothing  good  have  I 
Whereby  Thy  grace  to  claim— 
I'll  wash  my  garments  white 
In  the  blood  of  Calv'ry's  Lamb. 


4  And  when,  before  the  throne, 
I  stand  in  Him  complete 
"Jesus  died  my  soul  to  save,' 
My  lips  shaH  still  repeat. 


NO.  234. 


Break  Thou  the  Bread  of  Life. 


Mary  Ann  Lathbury. 


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1.  Break  Thou  the  bread  of  life,  Dear  Lord,  to  me,  .  As  Thou  didst  break  the  loaves  Be-side  the  sea, 

2.  Ble9s  Thou  the  truth,  dear  Lord,  To  me,   to  me,    As  Thou  didst  bless  the  bread  By  Gal  -  i  «  lee; 

3.  Teach  me    to  live,  dear  JLord,  On  -  ly  for  Thee,    As    Thy  dis  -  ci  -  pies  lived  In  Gal  -  i  -  lee; 


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Then  shall  all  bon-dage  cease,    All  fet  -  ters  fall,      And  I  shall  find  my  peace,  My  All     in    All. 

Then,  all  my  strug-gles  o'er,  Then,  vic-t'ry    won,     I    shall  be-hold  Thee,  Lord.The  Liv  -  in*  One. 


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No.  235.        Jesus,  Savior,  Pilot  Me, 


Edward  Hopper. 


First  Tune. 


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J.  E.  Gould. 

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1.  Je  -  sus,  Sav-ior,  pi  -  lot  me, 
D.C.— Chart  and  compass  come  from  Thee 


O-ver  life's  tempestuous  sea:   •  Un-known  waves  before  me  roll,  i 
hee,  Jesus,Savior,pi-lot   me.   (  Hiding  rocks  and  treach'rous       »  shoal 


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1  Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me, 
Over  life's  tempestuous  sea: 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rocks  and  treach'rous  shoal; 
Chart  and  compass  come  from  Thee 
Jeans,  Savior,  pilot  me. 


2  As  a  mother  stills  her  child, 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild; 
Boisterous  waves,  obey  Thy  will 
When  Thou  say'st  to  them"Be  still! 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me. 


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3  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
'Twix  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  Thy  breast* 
May  I  hear  Thee  say  to  me, 
"Fear  not.  I  will  pilot  thee." 


No.  236. 

M.  A.  K. 


Is  My  Name  Written  There? 

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Frank  At.  Davis. 


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1.  Lord,  I J  care  not  for  riches,  Neither  silver  nor  gold;  I  would  make  sure  of  heaven,  I  would  ent-er  the  fold;  In   the 
"I  book  of  Thy  kingdom,  With  its  pages  so  fair,  [Omit -    J 


Tell  me,  Je- sus,  my  Sav-ior,  Is  my  name  writ-ten  there?  Is  my  name  writ-ten  there,  On  the  page  white  and  fairf 

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D.  S.—  In  the  book  of  Thy  kingdom,  Is  my  name  written  there? 


2  Lord,  my  sins  they  are  many,  Like  the  sands  of  the  sea, 
But  Thy  blood,  O  my  Savior,  Is  sufficient  for  me; 
For  Thy  promise  is  written  In  bright  letters  that  glow, 

"Tho'your  sins  be  as  scarlet,!  will  make  (hen  likesnow." 


3  Ohl  that  beautiful  city,  With  mansions  of  light, 
With  its  glorified  beings,  In  pure  garments  of  white; 
Where  no  evil  thing  cometh  To  despoil  what  is  fair; 
Where  the  angels  are  witching  ,1s  my  name  written  there? 


No.  237. 

M.  M.  W. 


Holy  Spirit,  Faithful  Guide. 


M.  Al.  Wells. 


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2.  Ev-er  pres-ent,  tru  -  est  Friend,  Ev-er  near  Thine  aid    to  lend,  Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 

3.  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease,  Waiting  still  for  sweet  re-lease,  Nothing  left  but  heav'n  and  ptay'r, 

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-Whisper  soft-ly,"Wand'rer,  come,  Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 


D.C. 


Pil-grims  in  a  des  -  ert  land;  Wea  -  ry  souls  for  -  e'er  re-joice,  While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice, 
Grop-ing  on  in  dark-ness  drear;  When  the  storms  are  rag-ing  sore,  Hearts  grow  faint, and  hopes  give  o'er 
Wondering  if  our  names  are  there;  Wad-  ing  deep  the  dis  -  mal  flood,  Plead-ing  naught  but  Je--  sus  blood; 


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No.  238. 

A.  Reed. 


Holy  Ghost,  with  Light  Divine 


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Chase  the  shades  of  night  a  •  way,  Turn  my  dark-ness  in  •  to  day 


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Gottschalk. 


2  Holy  Ghost,  with  pow'r  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 
Long  hath  sin  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  ev'ry  idol  throne, 


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No.  239. 

Reginald  Heber. 


Holy,  Holy,  Holy. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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1.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho  -  ly,    Lord  God  Al-might-y!  Ear  -  ly  in  the  morn-ing  our  song  shall  rise  to   Thee; 

2.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho  •  ly,  all  the  saints  adore  Thee.Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the  glassy  sea; 

3.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho  •  ly,  tho'  the  darkness  hide  Thee.Tho'  the  eye  of  sin-ful  man  Thy  glory  may  not  see; 

4.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho  -  ly,  Lord  God  Almighty!  All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  name,inearth,andsky,and  sea; 


Ho  •  ly,  ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,  mer  -  ci  -  ful  and  might  -  y,  God  in  Three  Persons,  bless-ed  Trin  -  i  -  tyl 
Cher-u-bim  and  sera  -  phim  fall  -  ing  down  be  -  fore  Thee,  Which  wert  and  art.and  er-er-more  shalt  be. 
On-  ly  Thou  art  ho  -  ly,  there  is  none  be  -  side  Thee,  Per-fect  in  pow-er,  in  love,  and  pu  -  ri-  ty. 
Ho  •  ly,  ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,     mer  -  ci  -  ful  and  might  -  y,     God  in  Three  Persons,  bless-ed  Trin  •  i  -  ty. 


No.  240. 

A.  M.  Toplady. 


RoGk  of  Ages. 

Second  Tune. 


Thomas  Hastings. 


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1.  Rock  of  A  •  ges,  cleft  for  me,  Let  me  hide  my-self  in  Thee; 
D.  C— Be    of  sin  the  doub-Ie  cure,  Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


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1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
6a ve  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  for  sin  Could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone: 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 


3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath; 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 


No.  241.    Work,  for  the  Night  is  Gomiiig. 

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Annie  L.  Walker. 


Fine. 


L.  Hason. 


(Work  for  the  night  is  com-ing,  Work  thro'  the  morning  hours; 
Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling,    ......    Work 'mid  springing  flow'rs.Work  when  the  day  grow* 


D.C— Work  for  the  night  is  coming, 


When  man's  work  is  done. 
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2  Work,  forth'e  night  is  coming, 
•  Work  through  tho  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute  -, 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

When  man  works  no  more. 


3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  sky; 
While  the  bright  tints  are  glowing 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more, 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


No.  242      Jesus,  I  My  Gross  Have  Taken, 


Henry  F.  Lyte. 


Second  Tune. 


Mozart. 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  I  my  cross  have  tak-en,  All  to  leave  and  fol-low  Thee;  Naked,  poor,  despised,  for-sa-ken, 

D.S.— Yet  how  rich  is  my  con  -  di-tion, 


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Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be; 
God  and  heav'n  are  still  my  own. 


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2  Let  the  world  despise,  forsake  me, 
•'  They  have  left  my  Savior,  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 
Thou  art  not,  like  man,  untrue: 
And.whileThou  shaft  smile  upon  roe, 
God  of  wisdom, lore  and  might,  [me 
Foes  may  hate.and  friends  may  shun 
Show  Thy  face  and  all  is  bright 


Go, then, earthly  fame  and  treasure! 
Come,  disaster,  scorn  and  pain! 
In  Thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure; 
With  Thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  Thee."Abba  Father," 
I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  Thee; 
Stormy  clouds  may  o'er  me  gather, 
All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 


Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 
Led  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer 
Heav'n's  eternal  day's  before  thee 
God  will  safely  guide  thee  there, 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission. 
Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 
Faith  to  sight, and  prayer  to  ] 


No.  243.  Stand  Up  for  Jesus. 

George  Duftleid. 


First  Tune. 


O.  J.  Wet*. 


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1.  Stand  up,  stand  op  for    Je  -  sua,  Ye  sold-iers    of    the  cross;     Lift  high   His  roy  -  al    ban  -  ner, 

D.  S.— Till     ev-^ry  foe     is   vanquished 

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2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  trumpet  call  obey; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 
In  this  His  glorious  day, 
"Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him," 
Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 
And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 


3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own, 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 


4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
Thi3  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song; 
To  Him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  Bang  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


No.  244.    The  Morning  Light  is  Breaking. 


1  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears, 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking, 

To  penitential  tears; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 


First  or  Second  Tune. 
2  See  heathen  nations  bending 
Before  the  God  of  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above; 
While  6inner3  now  confessing, 

The  gospel's  call  obey, 
And  seek  a  Savior's  blessing, 
A  nation  in  a  day. 


3  Blest  river  of  salvation. 

Pursue  thy  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly, 

Triumphant,  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  come.' 


Mo.  245.    From  Greenland's  Icy  Mountains. 

R.  Heber.  Second  Tune.  Lovvel;  A1&SOH. 

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,  From  India's  coral   strand 
{Omit.) 


Roll  down  their  golden  sand;  From  many 


ancient    river,  From  many  a  palm-y  plain.  They  call   us  to  de  -  liv- er  Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

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2  What  tho'  the  spicy  breezes, 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle; 
Tho'  every  prospect  pleases. 
And  only  man  is  vile? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 
The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness, 
Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 


3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
With  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation  I  0  salvation! 
The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story, 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 
Till,  hke  a  sea  of  glory, 
It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole: 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator. 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


NO.  246. 

Samuel  Medley 


0  Gould  I  Speak. 


Lowell  flason. 


1.  0  could    I  speak  the  match-less  worth,  0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, Which  in  my  Sav-ior  shine. 


3  I'd  soar  and  tonch  the  heav'nly  strings, ) 

}  And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings,  J  In  notes  al-most  di 


2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  His  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 


3  I'd  sing  the  characters  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  dayB 
Make  all  His  glories  known. 


4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me 

And  I  shall  see  His  face;  [home, 
Then  with  my  Savior,  Brother, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend.fFriend, 

Triumphant  in  His  grace. 


NO.  247. 


There's  a  Wideness. 


Frederick  VV.  Faber. 


Lizzie  S.  Tourjee. 


1.  There's  a  wide-ness    in  God's  mer-cy,  Like  the  wide-news    of    the   sea,    There's  a  kind-ness 
There  is    wel-come    for  the    sin  -  ner,  And  more  graces    for  the  good;  There    is  mer  -  cy 


in  His  justice,  Which  is    more  than  lib  -  er  -  ty. 
with  the  Savior,  There  is    heal  -  fog    in  His     blood. 


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3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 

And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal, 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 

We  shonld  take  Him  at  His  word; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 


No.  248. 


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John  Bowring. 


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Lol  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abi3c. 


NO.  249. 


D.  W.  C.  Huntington 

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The  Home  Over  There. 

T.  C.  6'KANE,  OWNER  Of  COPYRICMT'. 


Tulllus  C.  O'Kan*. 


1.  0  think  of  the  home  o-ver  there,.  By  the  side  of  the  riv  -  er  of  light,        Where  the  saints,  all  im- 

2.  0  think  of  the  friends  o-ver  there,  Who  be-fore  us  the  journey  have  trod,      Of  the  songs  that  they 

3.  My  Sav  -  ior   is  now  o-ver  there,  There  my  kindreds  and  friends  are  at  rest,  Then  a  -  way  from  my 

4.  I'll  soon  be  at  home  o-ver  there,  For  the  end  of  my  jour-ney  I    see;        Ma  -  ny  dear  to    my 


mor-tal  and  fair,  Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white.     0  •  rer  there,    o-ver  there,      0  think  of  the 
breathe  on  the  air,  In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God.  0  think  of  the 

sor  -  row  and  care,  Let  me  fly  to  the  land  of  the  blest.  My  Sav-ior  is 

heart,  o'-  ver  there,  Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me.over  there.    Over  there,    6verthere,I'll  soon  be  at 


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friends  over  there,  0  think  of  the  friends  o-ver  there, 

now     over  there,  My  Sav-ior  is    now    o-ver  there, 

home  over  there^ter  there.  Over  there.  I'll  soon  be  at  home  o-ver  there. 


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by-and-by;  In  the  sweet  by-and-by. 


NO.  251. 

Know  le*  Shaw. 


Bringing  in  the  Sheaves. 


George  A.  Minor. 

"IS. 


1#  J  Soaring  in  the  morning.sowing  seeds  of  kfafaess.Sowing  in  the  noontide  and  the  dewy  eves;  1 

I  Wait-ing  for  the  harvest,  and  the  time  of  reaping,  We  shall  "  J  come  re- joic-ing 


bringing  in  the  sheaves  JBringing  in  the  sheaves,Bringing  in  the  sheaves,  We  shall  come  rejoicmg^ringing  in  the  stain, 

D.S.— Secondiinu.' 


3  Go  then,  ever  weeping,  sowing  for  the  Master, 
Though  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often  grieves; 
When  our  weeping's  over,  He  Will  bid  us  welcome, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 


2  Sowing  fa  the  sunshine,  sowing  in  the  shadows, 
Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  winter's  chilling  breeze; 
By  and  by  the  harvest  and  the  labor  ended, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 

No.  252.        Savior,  Like  a  Shepherd 

Dorothy  A.  Thrapp.  William  B.  Bradbury 


,    f  Sav  -  ior,  like  a  shsp-herd  lead    us,    Much  we  need  Thy  tend'rest  care:   I 
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2  We  aie  Thine;  do  Thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way; 
Keep  Thy  flock,  f  rora-sin  defend  us. 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray: 


Bear,  oh,  hear  us  when  we  pray. 


3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  pow"r  to  free 


We  will  early  turn  to  Thee. 


4  Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favor, 
Early  let  us  do  Thy  wiD; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Savior, 
With  Thy  love  our  bosoms,  fill: . 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  as  etBL 


No.  253.       Salvation!  0  the  Joyful  Sound. 

Isaac  Watts.  Fourth  Tune.  John  Randall. 


1.  Sal  -  va  -  tionl  0  the  joy  -  ful  sound!  What  pleasure  to  our  cars!  A  Sovereign  balm  for  ev-'ry  wound, A 


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2  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around.. 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  aky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

3  Salvation!  0  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 
To  Thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongue*. 


NO-  254. 

J.  H.  S. 


Only  Trust  Him. 


J.  H.  Stockton. 


1.  Come  ev  -  '17  soul  by  sin  opprese'd.  There's  mercy  with  the  Lord,  And  lie  *ill  surety  giia  yon  rest  By 

2.  For  Je  -  sus  shed  His  precious  blood,  Rich  bless-ings  to  bestow;  Plunge  now  in-to  the  crimson  flood  That 

3.  Yes,  Je  -  susis  the  Truth,  the  Way,  That  leads  you  in-to  rest;  Be  -  lieve  in  Him- with-out  de-lay,  And 

4.  Come,  then,  and  join  this  ho- ly  band.  And  on  to  glo -ry- go.  To  dwell  in  that  ce-les-tial  land, Where 


trust-ing  in  His  word. 

w&sh-es  white  as  snow.       1  On  -  ly  trust  Him,  on  -  ly  trust  Him,  On-Iy  trust  Him  now;  I 

you    are  ful  -  ly  Llest.       (He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you,  He  will.. » J 

joys  im-mor-tal  flow. 

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save  you  now. 


NO.  255. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


0  Happy  Day. 


Rf  rebuilt. 


•  ( 0  hap  •  py  day  that  fixed  my  choice  On  Thee,  my  Sav-ior  and  my  Godl  \ 

'  I  Well  may  this  glowing  heart  re  -  joice.  And  tell  it3  rap-tures  all  a-broad.  1 

«  f  0  hap  -  py  bond,  that  seals  my  vows  To  Him  who  mer  -  its  all  my  lovel  1 

'  \  Let  cheerful  an-thems  fill  His  house,  While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move.  / 


Hap-py  day,  hap-py  day, 
Hap-py  day,  hap-py  day, 
'in 


„         .  FiNt  D.S. 


When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away! 


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No.  256. 

Wo.  P.  Mackay. 


He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray  , 
And  live  re  -  joic  -  ing  ev-'ry  day; 


Revive  Us  Again, 


3  'Tis  done  this  great  transaction's 

done; 
1  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart, 
With  Hun  of  every  good  possessed*. 


J.J.  Husband. 


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1.  We  praise  Thee,  0  Godl  For  the  Son  of  Thy  love,     For    Je  •  sus  who  died  And  is  now  gone  a  -  bove. 

2.  We  praise  Thee,  0  Godl  For  Thy  Spir  -  it  of  light,    Who  has  shown  us  our  Savior,  And  scattered  our  night. 

3.  All  glo  -  ry  and  praise  To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, Who  hap  borne  aU  our  sins  And  has  cleansed  ev'ry  stain. 

4.  Be  -  rive  us    a  -  gain;  Fill  each  heart  with  Thy  love;  May  each  soul  be  re-kindled  With  fire  from  a-bove. 


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No.  257.      Fade,  Fade,  Each  Earthly  Joy. 


Mrs.  Horatius  Bonar, 


T.  E.  Perkins. 


1.  Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy,  Je-sus  is  mine!  Break  ev-'ry  ten  -  der  tie,  Je  •  sus  is  mine! 

2.  Tempt  not  my  soul  a  -  way,  Je  -  sus  is  mine!  Here  would  I    ev  -  er    stay,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 

3.  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night,  Je  •  sus  is  mine!  Lost     in    this  dawn-ing    light,  Je  •  sus  is  mine! 

4.  Fare-well,  mor  -  tal  -  i  -  ty,    Je-sus  is  mine!  We!  -  come  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 


Dark  is  the  wu  -  der-ness,  Earth  has  no  rest-tog  place,  Je-sus  a  -  lone  can  bless,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 
Per  -  ish  -  ing  things  of  clay,  Born  for  but  one  brief  day,  Pass  from  my  heart  a- way,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried  Left  but  a  dis  -  mal  void,  Je  -  sus  has  sat  -  is  -  fled,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 
Welcome,  0  loved  and  blest,  Welcome,sweet  scenes  of  rest,  Welcome.my  Savior's  breast,  Je  -  sus  is  mine! 


NO.  258. 


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The  Great  Physician. 


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J.  H.  Stockton. 


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j  f  The  great  Phy-si-cian  now  is  near,  The  sym-pa-thiz-ing  Je  -  sus,  J  I  Sweetest  note  in  ser-aph  song,  * 
I  He  speaks  the  drooping  heart  to  cheer.O  hear  the  voice  of  Je  -  sus.  t  t  Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue,  i 
D.  S.— Sweetest  car  -  ol  ev  -  cr  sung,  *"'  Je—  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus. 


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2  Tour  many  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
Oh!  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus; 
Go  on  your  way  in  peace  to  heaven, 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus. 


No.  259. 

J.  H.  S. 


3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb! 
I  now  believe  in  Jesus; 
I  love  the  blessed  Savior's  name/ 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus. 


4  His  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
No  other  name  but  Jesus; 
Ohl  bow  my  soul  delights  to  hear 
The  cbarmiug  name  of  Jesus. 


Take  Me  As  !  Am. 


J.H.Stockton. 

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1.  Jesus  my  Lord,  to  Thee  I  cry:  Unless  Thou  help  me, I  must  die;  Oh,  bring  Thy  free  salvation  nigh,  And 

2.  Helpless  I  am.and  full  of  guilt.But  yet  Thy  blood  was  forme  spilt:  And  Thou  canst  make  me  what  Thou  wilt,But 

3.  No  prep  -  a  -  ra-tion  can  I  make,  My  best  resolves  I  only  break;  YetsavemeforThineownaame'ssake,  And 

4.  I  thirst,  I  long  to  know  Thy  love,  Thy  full  salvation  I  would  prove;  But  since  to  Thee  I  can-not  move,  Oh, 


No.  260.  Glory  to  His  Name, 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


Rev.  J.  H.  Stockton. 

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2    J  Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Savior  died,  Down  where  for  cleansing  from  sin  I  cried,  \ 
'  X  There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied;  J  Glory  to 


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2    / 1     am    so  won-drous-ly  saved  from  sin,  Je 
'  I  There  at  the  cross  where  He  took  me  in; 
D.C. —  There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied,   .       ^     ^ 

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so  sweet  -  ly  a-bide3  with-in, 


I  Glory  to  His  name. 
Glory  to  His  name. 


Glo  -  ry  to  His  name,        Glo  -  ry  to  His  name 


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NO.  261. 


3  Oh,  precious  fountain  that  saves  from  sin, 
I  am  so  glad  I  have  entered  in; 
There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean; 

Glory  to  His  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain  so  rich  and  sweet; 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Savior's  feet; 
Plunge  in  to-day,  and  be  made  complete; 

Glory  to  His  name. 


Win.  McDonald. 


Under  the  Gross, 

COP>nr0HT.  188V.  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL 
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E.  O.  Excell. 


j    1 1  am  com-ing  to  the  cross;  I  am  poor,  and  weak  and  blind;" 
*  ¥  am  counting  all  but  dross;  I  shall 


1  full  sal-va-tion  find.  H»l-l8-io-j»Ji! 


Under  the  cross  I  lay  my  sins, Under  the  cross,  my  cry;  cross  I'll  die. 


No.  262. 


Blessed  Be  the  Name 


2  Long  my  "heart  has  sighed  for  Thee 
Long  has  evil  reign'd  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
"I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin.'* 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, 
Friends,and  time.and  earthly  store, 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be, 
Wholly  Thine  forevermore. 


Charles  Wesley,  Alt. 


Har.  by  J.  M.  Hunt. 

1   .      ..2- 


I    I  0    for    a    thou-sand  tongues  to  sing,    Bless-ed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord! 
\  The  glo-ries     of    my  God  and  King!  Bless-ed  be  the  name 
Je  -  suslthe  name  that  charms  our  fears,  Bless-ed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord! 


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mu  -  sic  in     the  sin  -  ner's  ears,  Bless-ed  be  the  name 


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I  of   the  Lord! 


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3  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  canceled  sin,  Blessed  be  etc,    14  1  never  shall  forget  that  day,  Blessed  be  etc. 
Hit  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean,  Blessed  be  etc,    |    When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away,  Blessed  be  etc. 


No.  263.    He  is  Able  to  Deliver  Thee. 


W.  A.  O. 


W.  A.  Ogdeiu 


1.  'Tis  the  grand-est  theme  thro' the  a  «  ges  rang;  'Tis  the  grand -est  theme  for    a    mor-tal  tongue; 


'Tis  the  grand  -  est  theme  that  the  world  e'er   sung,  "Our  God  is     a  -  ble  to    de  -  liv-  er  thee." 


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2  'Tis  the  grandest  theme  in  the  earth  or  main; 
'Tis  the  grandest  theme  for  a  mortal  strain; 
'Tis  the  grandest  theme,  tell  the  world  again, 

"Our  God  is  able  to  deliver  thee." 

3  'T  is  the  grandest  theme,  let  the  tidings  roll 
To  the  guilty  heart,  to  the  sinful  soul; 

Look  to  God  in  faith,  He  will  make  thee  whole, 
"Our  God  is  able  to  deliver  thee." 


No.  264. 

Johnson  Oatman,  Jr. 

Slow,  and  with  feeling, 


No,  Not  One. 


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None   else  could  heal  all    our  souls'  dis  -  eas  -  es,      No,  not  one!  [Omit    .    .    .   ]  no,  not  one! 

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"2  No  friend  like  Him  is  so  high  and  holy,  No,  etc. 
And  yet  no  friend  is  so  meek  and  lowly,  No,  etc. 

3  There's  not  an  hour  that  He  is  not  near  us,  No,  etc. 
No  night  so  dark  bat  His  love  can  cheer  U9,  No,  etc. 


4  Did  ever  saint  find  this  Friend  forsake  him?  No,  etc. 
Or  sinner  find  that  He  would  not  take  Him?  No,  etc. 

5  Was  e'er  a  gift  like  the  Savior  given?  No,  etc. 
Will  He  refuse  us  a  home  in  heaven?  No,  etc. 


NO.  265. 


Whiter  Than  Snow. 


James  Nicholson. 


Wm.a 


1.  ULordJ!"TSf'!    ,0ng    t0  !*  *****  wh0,V>  Break  down  ev-'ryi-dol,  cast  out  ev-'ry   foe; 
1 1    want  Thee  for  -  ev  -  &  to  hve  in     my    soul;  I  J  *  '■         * 

2    I  Lord  Je-sus,!ook  down  from  Thy  throne  in  the  skies,  >    j  ^  „      d  what      .        ,  fa 

I  And  help  me  to  make  a  com-plete  sac-n  -   fice;  V     -  *       r .  * .     '  * 


Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow.  Whiter  than  snow,yes,whiter  than  snow;  Now  wash  me,and 
D.  S.— I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 


3  Lord  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  entreat, 
I  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  Thy  crucified  feet, 
By  faith,  for  my  cleansing,  I  see  Thy  blood  flow. 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 


WO.  266. 


4  Lord  Jesus,  Thou  seest  I  patiently  wait; 

Come  now,  and  within  me  a  new  heart  create; 
To  those  who  have  sought  Thee, Thou  never  said'st  no; 

Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  he  whiter  than  snow. 


Gome,  Ye  Sinners. 


Hart. 


J.  Ingalls. 

Fine    Chows. 


•    l  Come,    ye     sin  •  ners,  poor  and  need  -  y,  Weak  and  wound-ed,  sick  and  sore;  1 

save  you,  Full    of    pit  -  y,  love   and  pow'r.  i  Torn   to  the 


Lord,  and  seek  sal  -  va  -  tion,  Sound  the  praise  of  His  dear  name, 


2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome 
God's  free  bounty  glorify; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh. 


4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better. 
You  will  never  come  at  all 


3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  finger, 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
All  the  fitness  He  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  Him. 

No.  267.       The  Old  Time  Religion 

Unknown. 

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5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 
Tour  Redeemer  prostrate  lies, 
On  the  b!oody  tree  behold  Himt 
Hear  Him  cry,  before  He  dies. 


E.O.  E.  Arr. 


CHO—  lis  the  old  time  re-lip-ion,  Tis  the  old  time  re-lig-ion/Tis  the  old  time  re-lig-ion.  And  it's  good  enough  for  i 
1.  It  was  gcoU  lor  our  mothers.lt  was  good  for  oar  motkersjt  was  good  lor  oar  mothers, A  ad  it's  good  enough  for  I 


2  Makes  me  love  everybody. 

3  It  has  saved  our  fathers. 

1  It  was  good  for  the  Prophet  Darnel. 
&  It  was  good  for  the  Hebrew  children 


6  It  was  tried  in  the  fiery  furnace. 

7  It  was  good  for  Paul  and  Silas. 

8  It  will  do  when  I  am  dying. 
t  It  wiD  take  us  all  to  heaven. 


No.  268.    Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic. 


Julia  Ward  Howe. 


Melody,  "Glory  Hallelujah." 


1.  Mine      eyes  have  seen  the  gk>  -  ry  of    the    com  -  ing  of  the  Lord;      He  is  tramp-ling  oat  the 

2.  I    have  seen  Him  in   the  watch-fires  of      a     hun-dred  cir-cling  camps;  They  have  boilded  Him  an 

3.  He  has  sound-ed  forth  the  trump-et  that  shall  nev  -  er  call   re  -  treat;    He  is    sift  -  ing  ont  the 

4.  In    the  beau«ty  of    the  til  -  ies,  Christ  was  born  a- -ctoss  the  sea,      With  a    glo  -  ry   in  His 


vin-tage  where  the  grapes  of  wrath  are  stored;  He  hath  loosed  the  fate-ful  Hght-ning  of  His  ter  -  ri- 
al -  tar  in  the  eve  -  ning  dews  and  damps;  I  can  read  His  right-eous  sentence  by  the  dim  and 
hearts  of  men  be-  fore  Hisjudg-ment  seat;  0  be  swift,  my  soul,  to  an  -  swer  Him!  be  ju  -  bi- 
bo  -  som  that  trans  -  fie  -  ores  you  and    me;  As  He  died   to  make  men  ho  -  ly,  let    us  die  to  make 


ble  swift  sword;  His  truth  is- marching  on. 

flar  -  ing  lamps,  His  day  is  marching  on.  t  Glo  -  ry!  glo-ry,  hal-le  -  lu-jahl    Glo-ry!  glo-ry,  hal-le  *  lu-  jah! 

lant     my  feet,  Our  God  is  marching  on.  (  Glo  -  ry!  glo-ry,  hal-le  -  ln-jah!  (D.S.2d  time.) 

make  men  free,  While  God  is  marching  on. 


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God  Be  With  You. 


J.  E.  Rankin.  D.  D. 


W.  O.  Tomer. 


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2.  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again,  'Neath  His  wings  securely  hide  you,  Daily  manna  still  di  -  vide  you,- 


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Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet  i-gun, 


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God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain. 


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3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
When  life's  perils  thick  confound  you, 
Put  His  arms  unfailing  round  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you, 
Smite  death's  threat'ning  wave  before  yon, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 


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No.  270. 

Rev.  5.  F.  Smith. 


My  Country. 

COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  E.  O.    EXCELL. 


J.  B.  Herbert. 


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1.  My  conn-try!  'tis  of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  lib  -  er-ty,   Of  thee  I    sing,     Of 

2.  My    na-tive  country,  thee,  Land  of  the  no-ble,  free,  Thy  name  I    love,    Thy 

3.  Let  music  swell  the  breeze,  And  ring  from  all  the  trees  Sweet  freedom 's  song,  Sweet 

4.  Our  fa-thers'  God!  to  Thee,  Author  of    lib  -  er  -  ty,  To  Thee  we  sing,     To 

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I    love  thy  rocks  and  rills,  Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
Let  mor-tal  tongues  awake;  Let  all  that  breathe  partake; 
Long  may  our  land   be  bright  With  freedom's  ho  -  ly  light; 


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Let  rocks  their  si-lence  break,  The  sound  prolong.  Let  mor  -  tal  tongues  a-wake 
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Thy  woods  and  tem-pled  hills;  My  heart  with  rap-ture  thrills  Like  that  a  -  bove. 
Let    all  that  breath  partake;  Let  rocks  their  si  -  lence  break,  The  sound  prolong. 
With  freedom's  ho  -  ly  light;  Pro-tect  us  by  Thy  might,  Great  God,  our  King! 


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The  Walls  of  Jericho. 

COPYRIGHT,  1914,  BV  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


J.  B.  Herbert. 


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2.  They  marched  around  for  seven  days, The  walls  stood  si  -  lent  in  a  -maze; 

3.  The  liquor  men  are  on  the  run,        Their  troub-les  have  but  just  be -gun; 

4.  Get  read-y  for  the  ju-bi-lee,         We're  march -ing  on  to  vie  -  to  -  ry; 

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Then  fell  down  flat,  the  Scripture  says,  When  ev  -  'ry-bod-y  shouted.  (Shout.) 

It's   our  turn  now  to  have  some  fun,  Let    ev  -  'ry-bod-y  shout  itl  (Shout.) 

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of  each  verse. 

t  Witb  palms  turned  downward,  stoop  till  the  bands  are  near  the  floor  for  the  word  "flat," 


No.  272.       They'll  Thank  Us  By  and  By. 


James  Rowe. 


COPYRIGHT,   1914,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORD8  AND  MUSIC. 


J.  B.  Herbert. 


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3.  The   li-cense  man(the  man)  his  past  will  scan, (will  scan,)For  scales    will  leave  his 

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thank  us  by  and  by,  And  thank  us  by  and  by. 
thank  us     by  and  by,     And  thank  us    by  and  by. 


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No.  273. 


C.-L.  St.  John. 


The  Wayside  Cross. 

COPYRIGHT,  1884,   BY  H.  R.  PALMER. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


H.  R.  Paimer. 


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2.  "Which  way  shall  I    take        for  the  bright  gold-en  span     That    bridg-es  the 

3.  "See  the  lights  from  the  palace     in        sil  -  ver  -  y  lines,  How  they  pen-cil  the 


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wa  -  ters     so    safe-ly     for  man?    To  the    right?      to  the  left?  ah, 

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me!  if  I  knew— The  night  is  so  dark,  and  the  pass- ers  so  few." 
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CODA.  pp.     To  be  sung  after  last  stanza. 


bridges  the  waters  so  safe-ly  for  man.  That  bridg-es  the  wa-ters  so  safe-ly  for  man, 


No.  274. 

R.  G.  U. 


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Sweet  Heavenly  Bells. 

(MALEQUABTET.) 

COPYRIGHT,  1918,  BY  RAY  G.  UP80N. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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2.  Call  -  ing    to  souls     now  stray  -  ing       Far  from  the  Shepherd's  fold; 

3.  Sweet  mel  -  o  -  dies     are  plead  -  ing,     "En-tor    the  o    -  pen   door;" 

4.  Come  to    the  feast  that's  of    -    fered;    Hun-ger,  His  love     dis  -  pels; 


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Loved  ones  are  in  -  ter  -  ced  -    ing, 

Take    of  the  grace  that's  prof  -  fered, 


Bid-ding  the  wan  -  d'rer  come. 
Call-ing  them  from    the    cold. 
O-ver  on    yon  -  der   shore. 
List   to  the  heav'n-ly      bells. 


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No.   275. 
c.  h.  a. 


World  -  Wide  Prohibition. 


WORDS  AND  ARRANGEMENT,  COPYRIGHT,  1903,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 

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3.  Be-fore  thine  eyes  a  might -y      ar  -  my  Goes  marching  onward    to  the  grave; 

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And  will  ye  see  them  press-ing  for-ward,  Nor  reach  a  help  -  ing  hand  to    save, 
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Anon. 


Remember  Me. 


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And  when     I  pass  death's  por-  tal, 


No.  277.         The  Star-Spangled  Banner. 


Solo  or  Quartet 


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2.  On  the  shore,dimly  seen  thro'  the  mists  of  the  deep,  Where  the  foe's  haughty  host  in  dread 

3.  And     where  is  that  band  who  so  vauntingly  swore,  That  the  hav-oc  of  war  and  the 

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kireling  and  slave  From  the  terror  of  flight  or  the  gloom  of  the  grave.  And  the  star 
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of  the  free,  and  the  home  of  the  brave, 
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No.  278. 

S.  P.  Smith. 


America. 

The  National  Song  of  America. 


1.  My  country,  'tis    of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  lib  -  er  -  ty,    Of  thee  I   sing:  Land  where  my 

2.  My  na-tive  country,  thee,  Land  of  the  no  -  bio,  free,  Thy  name  I  love:      I  love  thy 

3.  Let  mu-sic  swell  the  breeze,And  ring  from  all  the  trees  Sweet  freedom's  song:  Let  mortal 

4.  Our  father's  God!  to  Thee,  Au-thor  of   Kb  -  er  -  ty,   To  Thee  we  sing:  Long  may  our 


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rocks  and  rills,  Thy  woods  and  templed  hills;  My  heart  with  rapture  thrills  Like  that  a-bove. 
tongues  awake;  Let  all  that  breathe  partake;  Let  rocks  their  silence  break,The  sound  prolong, 
land    be  bright  With  freedom's  ho-ly  light;  Pro-tect  us    by  Thy  might,  Great  God,  our  King! 


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The  National  Song  of  Britain. 

2.  3. 

Through  every  changing  scene.  Thy  choicest  gifts  in  store, 
0  Lord,  preserve  our  King;       On  him  be  pleaseti  to  pour; 


No.   279, 


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God  save  our  gracious  King, 
Long  live  our  noble  King, 

God  save  the  King: 
Send  him  victorious, 
Happy  and  glorious, 
Long  to  reign  over  us; 

God  save  the  King, 


Loug  may  he  reign: 
His  heart  inspire  and  move 
With  wisdom  from  above, 
And  in  a  nation's  love 

His  throne  maintain, 


Long  may  he  reign: 
May  he  defend  our  laws. 
And  ever  give  us  cause 
To  sing  with  heart  and  voice, 

God  save  the  King, 


No.  280. 


Words  arr.  by  E.  O.  E. 


"Beautiful  Flag. 

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The  Red,  White  and  Blue. 


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The        ark  then  of  freedom's  foundation,        Co  -  lum-bia  rode  safe  thro' the  storm; 
May  the  wreaths  they  have  won  never  wither,  Nor  the  stars  of  their  glory  grow  dim! 


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With  her  garlands  of  vic-t'ry  around  her. 
May  the  serv-ice,  u  -  nit-ed,ne'er  sev-er, 


When  Lib-er-ty's  form  stands  in  view; 

When  so  proudly  she  bore  her  brave  crew, 

But     they  to  their  col-ors  prove  true! 


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Thy  banners  make  tyr-an-ny  tremble,  When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue. 
With  her  flag  proudly  waving  before  her,  The  boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue. 
The         Ar-my  and  Na-vy  f or-ev  -  er,     Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue. 

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The  boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue,  The  boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue; 
Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue,  Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue; 

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Prepared  by  Marion  Lawrance,  Chicago,  111. 


No.  282. 


The  Names  of  Jesus. 


Supt.— Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your 
God  for  ever  and  ever;  and  blessed  be  Thy 
glorious  name. 

All  Rise,  Sing.— Music  No.  217. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 

It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

Dear  name!  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding-place; 
My  never-failing  treasure,  filled 

With  boundless  stores  of  grace! 

I  would  Thy  boundless  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath; 
So  shall  the  music  of  Thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Supt. — By  how  many  Names  and  Titles 
is  Our  Savior  mentioned  in  the  Bible? 

School. — Over  two  hundred  and  fifty. 

Supt. — What  are  some  of  the  Names 
given  to  Him  hundreds  of  years  before  He 
was  born? 

School. — For  unto  us  a  Child  is  born, 
unto  us  a  Son  is  given;  .  .  .  and  His  name 
shall  be  called  Wonderful,  Counsellor, 
Mighty  God,  Everlasting  Father,  Prince  of 
Peace. 

Supt. — God  has  highly  exalted  Him,  and 
given  Him  a  name  which  is  above  every 
name. 

Minister. — He  is  the  King  of  kings,  and 
Lord  of  lords. 

Officers. — Chiefest  among  ten  thousand. 

Senior  Dept. — Son  of  the  living  God. 

Young  Men's  Dept. — Lion  of  the  Tribe 
of  Judah. 

Young  Women's  Dept.— The  Bright  and 

Morning  Star. 

Intermediate  Dent. — The  Light  of  the 
World. 


Junior  Dept. — The  Good  Shepherd. 

Supt. — Which  of  all  His  names  is  the 
sweetest? 

School—  JESUS. 

Sing.— Music  No.  818. 

Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song, 
Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  Blessed  Jesus. 

Supt. — Why  was  He  called  Jesus? 

School— Thou  shalt  call  His  name  JESUS; 
for  it  is  He  that  shall  save  His  people  from 
their  sins. 

Minister. — And  in  none  other  is  there 
salvation:  for  neither  is  there  any  other 
name  under  heaven,  that  is  given  among 
men,  wherein  we  must  be  saved. 

Supt. — He  is  the  Captain  of  our  Salvation. 

Officers. — The  Author  and  Finisher  of  our 
Faith. 

Senior  Dept— The  Head  of  the  Church. 

Youny  Men's  Dept. — He  is  the  Way,  the 
Truth  and  the  Life. 

Young  Women's  Dept. — The  Precious 
Corner  Stone. 

Intermediate    Dept.  —  The    Friend    of 

Sinners. 

Junior  Dept. — The  Man  of  Sorrows. 

Supt. — But  of  all  His  names,  which  is  the 
sweetest? 

Sekool.— JESUS, 

Sing.— Music  No.  818. 

Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song, 
Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  blessed  Jesus. 

Prayer. 

Supt. — Oh,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
and  let  us  exalt  His  name  together. 

Sing.— Music  Nb.  268. 

All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name! 

{Be  Seated.) 


Responsive  Readings. 


NO.  283.  THE  APOSTLES'  CREED 

I  believe  in  God  the  Father  Almighty, 
Maker  of  heaven  and  earth;  and  in 
Jesus  Christ,  his  only  Son,  our  Lord: 
who  was  conceived  by  the  Holy  Ghost, 
born  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  suffered  un- 
der Pontius  Pilate ;  was  crucified,  dead 
and  buried ;  the  third  day  he  rose  from 
the  dead ;  he  ascended  into  heaven,  and 
sitteth  on  the  right  hand  of  God  the 
Father  Almighty ;  from  thence  he  shall 
come  to  judge  the  quick  and  the  dead. 

I  believe  in  the  Holy  Ghost ;  the  Holy 
Catholic  Church,  the  communion  of 
saints;  the  forgiveness  of  sins;  the 
resurrection  of  the  body,  and  the  life 
everlasting.    Amen. 

No.  284.     PSALM  23. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd ;  I  shall 
not  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in 
green  pastures:  he  leadeth  me  beside 
the  still  waters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul:  he  leadeth 
me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for 
his  name's  sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the 
valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will 
fear  no  evil :  for  thou  art  with  me ;  thy 
rod  and  thy  staff  they  comfort  me. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me 
in  the  presence  of  mine  enemies :  thou 
anointest  my  head  with  oil;  my  cup 
runneth  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall 
follow  me  all  the  days  of  my  life:  and 
I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord 
forever. 

NO.  285.       MATT.  5. 

1  And  seeing  the  multitudes  he  went 
up  into  a  mountain:  and  when  he  was 
set,  his  disciples  came  unto  him : 

2  And  he  opened  his  mouth,  and 
taught  them,  saying, 

3  Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirit :  for 
theirs  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

4  Blessed  are  they  that  mourn:  for 
they  shall  be  comforted. 

5  Blessed  are  the  meek:  for  they 
shall  inherit  the  earth. 


6  Blessed  are  they  which  do  hunger 
and  thirst  after  righteousness:  for 
they  shall  be  filled. 

7  Blessed  are  the  merciful :  for  they 
shall  obtain  mercy. 

8  Blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart :  for 
they  shall  see  God. 

9  Blessed  are  the  peacemakers:  for 
they  shall  be  called  the  children  of  God. 

10  Blessed  are  they  which  are  per- 
secuted for  righteousness'  sake:  for 
theirs  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

11  Blessed  are  ye,  when  men  shall 
revile  you,  and  persecute  you,  and  shall 
say  all  manner  of  evil  against  you 
falsely,  for  my  sake. 

12  Rejoice,  and  be  exceeding  glad: 
for  great  is  your  reward  in  heaven :  for 
so  persecuted  they  the  prophets  which 
were  before  you. 

NO.  286.    PSALM  103. 

1  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul :  and  all 
that  is  within  me,  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  and 
forget  not  all  his  benefits. 

3  Who  forgiveth  all  thine  iniqui- 
ties; who  healeth  all  thy  diseases; 

4  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  from  de- 
struction ;  who  erowneth  thee  with  lov- 
ing-kindness and  tender  mercies; 

5  Who  satisfieth  thy  mouth  with 
good  things;  so  that  thy  youth  is  re- 
newed like  the  eagle's. 

6  The  Lord  executeth  righteousness 
and    judgment   for    all   that   are   op- 


7  He  made  known  his  ways  unto 
Moses,  his  acts  unto  the  children  of 
Israel. 

8  The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious, 
slow  to  anger,  and  plenteous  in  mercy. 

9  He  will  not  always  chide :  neither 
will  he  keep  his  anger  forever. 

10  He  hath  not  dwelt  with  us  after 
our  sins ;  nor  rewarded  us  according  to 
our  iniquities. 

11  For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above 
the  earth,  so  great  is  his  mercy  toward 
them  that  fear  him. 

12  As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the 
west,  so  far  hath  he  removed  our  trans- 
gressions from  us. 


Responsive  Readings. 


No.  287.    i  coe.  13. 

1  Though  I  speak  with  the  tongues 
of  men  and  of  angels,  and  have  not 
charity,  I  am  become  as  sounding 
brass  or  a  tinkling  cymbal. 

2  And  though  I  have  the  gift  of 
•prophecy  and  understand  all  mys- 
teries, and  all  knowledge:  and  though 
I  have  all  faith,  so  that  I  could  re- 
move mountains,  and  have  not  charity, 
I  am  nothing. 

3  And  though  I  bestow  all  my  goods 
to  feed  the  poor,  and  though  I  give  my 
body  to  be  burned,  and  have  not  char- 
ity, it  profiteth  me  nothing. 

4  Charity  suffereth  long,  and  is 
kind;  charity  envieth  not;  charity 
vaunteth  not  itself,  is  not  puffed  up. 

5  Doth  not  behave  itself  unseemly, 
eeeketh  not  her  own,  is  not  easily  pro- 
voked, thinketh  no  evil; 

6  Eejoiceth  not  in  iniquity,  but  re- 
joiceth  in  the  truth; 

7  Beareth  all  things,  believeth  all 
things,  hopeth  all  things,  endureth  all 
things. 

8  Charity  never  f  aileth :  but  whether 
there  be  prophecies,  they  shall  fail; 
whether  there  be  tongues,  they  shall 
cease;  whether  there  be  knowledge,  it 
shall  vanish  away. 

9  For  we  know  in  part,  and  we 
prophesy  in  part. 

10  But  when  that  which  is  perfect 
is  come,  then  that  which  is  in  part 
shall  be  done  away. 

NO.  288.    ISAIAH  53. 

1  Who  hath  believed  our  report? 
and  to  whom  is  the  arm  of  the  Lord 
revealed? 

2  For  he  shall  grow  up  before  him 
as  a  tender  plant,  and  as  a  root  out  of 
a  dry  ground:  he  hath  no  form  nor 
comeliness;  and  when  we  shall  see  him, 
there  is  no  beauty  that  we  should  de- 
sire him. 

3  He  is  despised  and  rejected  of 
men;  a  man  of  sorrowSj  and  acquaint- 
ed with  grief:  and  we  hid  as  it  were 
our  faces  from  him ;  he  was  despised, 
and  we  esteemed  him  not. 


4  Surely  he  hath  borne  our  griefs, 
and  carried  our  sorrows:  yet  we  did 
esteem  him  stricken,  smitten  of  God, 
and  afflicted. 

5  But  he  was  wounded  for  our  trans- 
gressions, he  was  bruised  for  our  in- 
iquities :  the  chastisement  of  our  peace 
was  upon  him ;  and  with  his  stripes  we 
are  healed. 

6  All  we  like  sheep  have  gone 
astray;  we  have  turned  every  one  to 
his  own  way;  and  the  Lord  hath  laid 
on  him  the  iniquity  of  us  all. 

NO.  289.      JOHN  3:1-18. 

1  There  was  a  man  of  the  Pharisees, 
named  Nicodemus,  a  ruler  of  the  Jews: 

2  The  same  came  to  Jesus  by  night, 
and  said  unto  him,  Rabbi,  we  know  that 
thou  art  a  teacher  come  from  God ;  for 
no  man  can  do  these  miracles  that  thou 
doest,  except  God  be  with  him. 

3  Jesus  answered  and  said  unto  him, 
Verily,  verily,  I  say  unto  thee,  Except 
a  man  be  born  again,  he  cannot  see  the 
kingdom  of  God. 

4  Nicodemus  saith  unto  him,  How 
can  a  man  be  born  when  he  is  old?  can 
he  enter  the  second  time  into  his 
mother's  womb,  and  be  born? 

5  Jesus  answered,  Verily,  verily,  I 
say  unto  thee,  Except  a  man  be  born 
of  water  and  of  the  Spirit,  he  cannot 
enter  into  the  kingdom  of  God. 

6  That  which  is  born  of  the  flesh  is 
flesh;  and  that  which  is  born  of  the 
Spirit  is  spirit. 

7  And  as  Moses  lifted  up  the  ser- 
pent in  the  wilderness;  even  so  must 
the  Son  of  man  be  lifted  up: 

8  That  whosoever  believeth  in  him 
should  not  perish,  but  have  eternal  life. 

9  For  God  so  loved  the  world,  that 
he  gave  his  only  begotten  Son,  that 
whosoever  believeth  in  him  should  not 
perish,  but  have  everlasting  life. 

10  For  God  sent  not  his  Son  into 
the  world  to  condemn  the  world;  but 
that  the  world  through  him  might  be 
saved. 

11  He  that  believeth  on  him  is  not 
condemned;  but  he  that  believeth  not 
is  condemned  already ;  because  he  hath 
not  believed  in  the  name  of  the  only 
begotten  Son  of  God. 


Responsive  Readings. 


NO.  290.      ISAIAH  55. 

1  Ho,  every  one  that  thirsteth,  come 
ye  to  the  waters,  and  he  that  hath  no 
money;  come  ye,  buy,  and  eat;  yea, 
come,  buy  wine  and  milk  without 
money  and  without  price. 

2  Wherefore  do  ye  spend  money  for 
that  which  is  not  bread  f  and  your  labor 
for  that  which  satisfieth  not?  hearken 
diligently  unto  me,  and  eat  ye  that 
which  is  good,  and  let  your  soul  de- 
light itself  in  fatness. 

3  Incline  your  ear,  and  come  unto 
me ;  hear,  and  your  soul  shall  live ;  and 
I  will  make  an  everlasting  covenant 
with  you,  even  the  sure  mercies  of 
David. 

4  Behold,  I  have  given  him  for  a 
witness  to  the  people,  a  leader  and 
commander  to  the  people. 

5  Behold,  thou  shalt  call  a  nation 
that  thou  knowest  not,  and  nations 
that  knew  not  thee  shall  run  unto  thee 
because  of  the  Lord  thy  God,  and  for 
the  Holy  One  of  Israel;  for  he  hath 
glorified  thee. 

6  Seek  ye  the  Lord  while  he  may  be 
found,  call  ye  upon  him  while  he  is 
near: 

7  Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  way, 
and  the  unrighteous  man  his  thoughts ; 
and  let  him  return  unto  the  Lord,  and 
he  will  have  mercy  upon  him;  and  to 
our  God,  for  he  will  abundantly  par- 
don. 

NO.  291.    EOMANS  8.  1-17. 

1  There  is  therefore  now  no  con- 
demnation to  them  which  are  in  Christ 
Jesus,  who  walk  not  after  the  flesh, 
but  after  the  Spirit. 

2  For  the  law  of  the  Spirit  of  life 
in  Christ  Jesus  hath  made  me  free 
from  the  law  of  sin  and  death. 

3  For  what  the  law  could  not  do, 
in  that  it  was  weak  through  the  flesh, 
God  sending  his  own  Son  in  the  like- 
ness of  sinful  flesh,  and  for  sin,  con- 
demned sin  in  the  flesh: 

4  That  the  righteousness  of  the  law 
might  be  fulfilled  in  us,  who  walk  not 
after  the  flesh,  but  after  the  Spirit. 

5  For  they  that  are  after  the  flesh 
do  mind  the  things  of  the  flesh;  but 
they  that  are  after  the  Spirit,  the 
things  of  the  Spirit. 


6  For  to  be  carnally  minded  is 
death ;  but  to  be  spiritually  minded  is 
life  and  peace. 

7  Because  the  carnal  mind  is  en- 
mity against  God:  for  it  is  not  sub- 
ject to  the  law  of  God,  neither  indeed 
can  be. 

8  So  then  they  that  are  in  the  flesh 
cannot  please  God. 

9  But  ye  are  not  in  the  flesh,  but 
in  the  Spirit,  if  so  that  the  Spirit  of 
God  dwell  in  you.  Now  if  any  man 
have  not  the  Spirit  of  Christ,  he  is 
none  of  his. 

10  And  if  Christ  be  in  you,  the 
body  is  dead  because  of  sin;  biit  the 
Spirit  is  life  because  of  righteousness. 

11  But  if  the  Spirit  of  him  that 
raised  up  Jesus  from  the  dead  dwell 
in  you,  he  that  raised  up  Christ  from 
the  dead  shall  also  quicken  your  mor- 
tal bodies  by  his  Spirit  that  dwelleth 
in  you. 

12  Therefore,  brethren,  we  are 
debtors,  not  to  the  flesh,  to  live  after 
the  flesh. 

13  For  if  ye  live  after  the  flesh, 
ye  shall  die;  but  if  ye  through  the 
Spirit  do  mortify  the  deeds  of  the 
body,  ye  shall  live. 

14  For  as  many  as  are  led  by  the 
Spirit  of  God,  they  are  the  sons  of 
God. 

15  For  ye  have  not  received  the 
spirit  of  bondage  again  to  fear;  but 
ye  have  received  the  Spirit  of  adop- 
tion, whereby  we  cry,  Abba,  Father. 

16  The  Spirit  itself  beareth  witness 
with  our  spirit,  that  we  are  the  chil- 
dren of  God: 

17  And  if  children,  then  heirs; 
heirs  of  God,  and  joint  heirs  with 
Christ;  if  so  be  that  we  suffer  with 
him,  that  we  may  be  also  glorified 
together. 

NO.  292.      PSALM  91. 

1  He  that  dwelleth  in  the  secret 
place  of  the  Most  High  shall  abide  un- 
der the  shadow  of  the  Almighty. 

2  I  will  say  of  the  Lord, "he  is  my 
refuge  and  my  fortress:  my  God;  in 
him  will  I  trust. 

3  Surely  he  shall  deliver  thee  from 
the  snare  of  the  fowler,  and  from  the 
noisome  pestilence.  (over) 


Responsive  Readings. 


4  He  shall  cover  thee  with  his 
feathers,  and  under  his  wings  shalt 
thou  trust:  his  truth  shall  be  thy 
shield  and  buckler. 

5  Thou  shalt  not  be  afraid  for  the 
terror  by  night ;  nor  for  the  arrow  that 
flieth  by  day; 

6  Nor  for  the  pestilence  that  walk- 
eth  in  the  darkness:  nor  for  the  de- 
struction that  wasteth  at  noonday. 

7  A  thousand  shall  fall  at  thy  side, 
and  ten  thousand  at  thy  right  hand; 
but  it  shall  not  come  nigh  thee. 

8  Only  with  thine  eyes  shalt  thou  be- 
hold and  see  the  reward  of  the  wicked. 

9  Because  thou  hast  made  the  Lord 
which  is  my  refuge,  even  the  Most 
High,  thy  habitation. 


NO.  293.     JOHN  14.1-3,16-21. 

1  Let  not  your  heart  be  troubled: 
ye  believe  in  God,  believe  also  in  me. 

2  In  my  Father's  house  are  many 
mansions;  if  it  were  not  so,  I  would 
have  told  you.  I  go  to  prepare  a  place 
for  you. 

3  And  if  I  go  and  prepare  a  place 
for  you,  I  will  come  again,  and  receive 
you  unto  myself;  that  where  I  am, 
there  ye  my  be  also. 

16  And  I  will  pray  the  Father,  and 
he  shall  give  you  another  Comforter, 
that  he  may  abide  with  you  for  ever; 

17  Even  the  Spirit  of  truth;  whom 
the  world  cannot  receive,  because  it 
seeth  him  not,  neither  knoweth  him: 
but  ye  know  him ;  for  he  dwelleth  with 
you,  and  shall  be  in  you. 

18  I  will  not  leave  you  comfortless : 
I  will  come  to  you. 

1 9  Yet  a  little  while,  and  the  world 
seeth  me  no  more ;  but  ye  see  me :  be- 
cause I  live,  ye  shall  live  also. 

20  At  that  day  ye  shall  know  that 
I  am  in  my  Father,  and  ye  in  me,  and 
L  in  you. . 

21  He  that  hath  my  commandments, 
and  keepeth  them,  he  it  is  that  loveth 
me:  and  he  that  loveth  me  shall  be 
loved  of  my  Father,  and  I  will  love 
him,  and  will  manifest  myself  to  him. 


No.  294. 

THE  TEN  COMMANDMENTS. 
EXODUS  XX.  3-17. 

God  spake  all  these  words,  saying, 

1  Thou  shalt  have  no  other  gods  be- 
fore Me. 

2  Thou  shalt  not  make  unto  thee  any 
graven  image,  or  any  likeness  of  any 
thing  that  is  in  heaven  above,  or  that 
is  in  the  earth  beneath,  or  that  is  in  the 
water  under  the  earth :  Thou  shalt  not 
bow  down  thyself  to  them,  nor  serve 
them:  for  I  the  Lord  thy  God  am  a 
jealous  God,  visiting  the  iniquity  of 
the  fathers  upon  the  children  unto  the 
third  and  fourth  generation  of  them 
that  hate  Me;  and  showing  mercy 
unto  thousands  of  them  that  love  Me, 
and  keep  My  commandments. 

3  Thou  shalt  not  take  the  name  of 
the  Lord  thy  God  in  vain;  for  the 
Lord  will  not  hold  him  guiltless  that 
taketh  His  name  in  vain. 

4  Remember  the  Sabbath  day,  to 
keep  it  holy.  Six  days  shalt  thou 
labour,  and  do  all  thy  work:  But  the 
seventh  day  is  the  Sabbath  of  the  Lord 
thy  God:  in  it  thou  shalt  not  do  any 
work,  nor  thy  son,  nor  thy  daughter, 
thy  manservant,  nor  thy  maidservant, 
nor  thy  cattle,  nor  thy  stranger  that  is 
within  thy  gates:  For  in  six  days  the 
Lord  made  heaven  and  earth,  the  sea 
and  all  that  in  them  is,  and  rested  the 
seventh  day:  wherefore  the  Lord 
blessed  the  Sabbath  day,  and  hal- 
lowed it. 

5  Honour  thy  father  and  thy  mother : 
that  thy  days  may  be  long  upon  the 
land  which  the  Lord  thy  God  giveth 
thee. 

6  Thou  shalt  not  kill. 

7  Thou  shalt  not  commit  .adultery. 

8  Thou  shalt  not  steal. 

9  Thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness 
against  thy  neighbour. 

10  Thou  shalt  not  covet  thy  neigh- 
bour's house,  thou  shalt  not  covet  thy 
neighbour's  wife,  nor  his  manservant, 
nor  his  maidservant,  nor  his  ox,  nor  his 
ass,  nor  any  thing  that  is  thy 
neighbour 's. 


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No.  298.    All  People  That  on  Earth  Do  Dwell. 


1  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice; 
Him  serve  with  mirth,  His  praise  forth  tell; 
Come  ye  before  Him  and  rejoice. 

2  Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  indeed; 

Without  our  aid  He  did  us  make; 
We  are  His  flock,  He  doth  us  feed, 
And  for  His  sheep  He  doth  us  take. 


Psalm  100. 

3  0  enter  then  His  gates  with  joy; 
Within  His  courts  His  praise  proclaim; 

Let  thankful  songs  your  tongues  employ; 
0  bless  and  magnify  His  name. 

4  Because  the  Lord  our  God  is  good. 
His  mercy  is  forever  sure; 

His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood. 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 


A CaH    for   loyal....  9 

Friend  have  I  who  S3 

Friend  I  have....  140 

A    LITTLE    BIT   OF    LOVE. .  71 

A    MIGHTY     PORTRESS     ...  113 

A  ruler  once  came  to. . .  39 
A  Savior  of  love 40 

A    SINNER    MADE    WHOLE.     155 

A  sinner  was  wandering  163 

A  song  of  victory 1S3 

Alas  and  did  my   Savior  127 

All  tor  Jesus 211 

All  hail  Immanuel...  175 
All  hail  the  power  (c)  1 
All  hail  the  power  (d)   171 

All  people  that  on 298 

All  the  way 158 

All  the  way  my  Savior  132 

All,  yes  all,  I  give  to 211 

Almost    persuaded.....   124 

America    278 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise..  210 

As  a  volunteer 9 

As  I  cling  to  the  hand. . .    157 

Ashamed  of  Jesus 100 

At  Calvary's  cross  I  met  174 

At  the  cross 127 

Awake,  awake   118-176 

Awakening    chorus    ..   176 

Battle  hymn  of  the  268 

E  a  hero 138 

e    not    dismayed 125 

Beautiful    flag    280 

Beautiful    isle     85 

Because  His  name  is..  143 

Because  I  love  Jesus..  69 

Behold    One   cometh    in.  159 

Beulah    land     38 

Blessed   assurance    . . .  212 


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Blessed  be  the  name..  262 

Blest    be   the   tie 206 

Break  Thou  the  bread.  234 

Brightly    beams    our.  .  .  .  120 

Bringing    in    the 251 

By    and    by 70 


Calling  the   226 
an   the  Lord 116 

hrist   arose    197 

Christ  shall  be  King.  7 
Clinging  close  to  His.  157 
Come  every  soul  by  sin  254 
Come,  oh,  come  to  the..-    98 

Come  over  on  the 102 

Come,  sinner,  come...  Ill 
Come    thou    Almighty.   216 

Come  thou    fount 228 

Come   to   Jesus 191 

Come   we   that  love  the .   207 

Come    ye    sinners 266 

Count  your  blessings.  82 
Crown    Him    King   of..    179 


Day   is  dying   in.  . .    165 
SAR  LITTLE  STRANGER    133 

oes    the   world   no.      32 

Down   at   the  cross 260 

Do  you  fear  the  foe 139 

Do  you  know  the  world     71 
Doxology     . 297 


'arthly   pleasures    .. 
.VEX    ME,    EVEN    ME. 


15 
225 


FADE,     FADE     EACH.  ..  .     257 
AILING    IN    STRENGTH    156 

aitii    of    our 115 

Faith   will  bring  the.      12 

253 


Fill    me    now V29 

Flag  of  the  free 280 

From    every    stormy...  170 

From    Greenland's   icy.  245 

From  over  hill  and  plain  53 

Gird    on    your 104 

lad    is   the    song.  .  .  178 

loria  Patri,  No.   1  295 

Gloria   Patri,   No.   2. .  .  296 

Glory  be  to  the  Father..  295 

Glory  be  to  the  Father.  .  296 

Glory   to   His   name...  260 

God   be    with    you 269 

God  is  calling  the......  226 

God  save   the   king 279 

God  will  take  care  of  125 

Gone   from   my   heart.  .  .  128 

Grace   engixu    for   me.  19 

Grace   is   free.... 67 

Growing    dearer    each.  17 

Had  we   only 137 
ark  to  the  music..    162 

ARVEST    song     90 

Harvest-time  is  here.  178 
Have  you  read  the  story  99 
Hear  our  prayer.,..-.  119 
Hear  us,  heavenly  Father  119 

Heaven     222 

He  comes,   He  comes...    173 

He  included  me 2 

He  is  able  to  deliver.  .  263 
He  is  so  precious  to  me     16 

He  knows  it  all 148 

He  lEadeth  me 213 

He  loves  even  me 146 

Help  somebody  today.  . .  58 
High  as  the  mountain,.  .     44 

Higher  ground 50 

His  grace  is  sufficient.     78 


254 

His  love  for  me 151 

His  way  with  thee 68 

Hold  up  the  grand  old. . .     80 

Holy,  holy,  holy 239 

Holy  Ghost  with  light  238 
Holy  Spirit,  faithful..   237 

Home 221 

Home,  sweet  home 223 

Honey  in  the  rock...  63 
Hover  o'er  me  Holy...  129 
How  grateful  the. praises  40 
How  many  times  has  Pie  92 
How  sweet  is  the  love 17 

HOW  FIRM  A  FOUNDATION  188 
HOW    FIRM    A   FOUNDATION    189 


I  am   a  stranger  here...     46 
am    coming    Lord....   231 
am  coming  to  the  cross  131 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross  261 
I  am  iiafpy  in  Him....    152 
I  am  on  the  gospel 160 

I   AM    PRAYING   FOR   YOU..        37 

I  am  so  happy  in  Christ  2 
I  am   thine,   O  Lord...      23 

1  am   thinking  today 27 

I  am  trusting- Lord  in.  131 
I  can  hear  my  Savior...    126 

I  have  a  Savior 37 

I  have  a  song  I  love  to.  214 
1  hear  the  Savior  say..  233 
I  hear  Thy  welcome....  231 
I  heard  the  voice  of...  185 
I  know  my  heavenly....    150 

I    love    Him 128 

I  LOVE  TO  TELL  THE....  224 
I  love  to  think  my  Father  148 
I  must  needs  go  home..        6 

I    MUST    TELL    JESUS 36 

I  owe  it  all  to  Jesus..     62 

I  stand  all  amazed 154 

I  think  God  gives  the...    135 

I    WILL   NOT   FORGET   ThEE      41 

I  will  shout  His  praise  112 
I  would  be  like  Jesus.  15 
I'll  be  a  sunbeam 136 


INDEX 


LL  GO   WHERE  YOU   WANT      20 

LL  live  for  Him 123 

m  pressing  on  the 50 


ve  a  message  from  the  230 

ve  anchored  my  soul..  78 

ve   found  a   Friend....  186 

ve  heard  of  a  beautiful  28 

I've  reached  the  land  of  38 

I've  wandered  far  away.  109 

If  Christ,  the  Redeemer,  10 

If  you  are  discouraged  106 

If  you  are  tired  of  the.  .  65 

If  you  need  uplifting.  ...  12 

IF    YOUR    HEART    KEEPS...        72 

In  a  lonely  graveyard. . .  57 
In  looking  thro'  my  tears  19 
In  the  army  of  the  King  116 
In  The  cleft  of  the  rock  44 

In    the   cross 248 

In  vain  I've  tried 143 

IS  IT  THE  CROWNING  DAY  35 
IS    MY    NAME    WRITTEN...     236 

It  is  Jesus 159 

It  is  well  with  my  soul  24 
It  may  not  be  on  the.  ...  20 
It  pays  to  serve  Jesus.  .  61 
It  was  good  for  our....  267 
It's  just  like  his  great  140 


Jesus  and  shall  it  ever   100 
Esus,  blessed  Jesus.  . .      30 
Esus,  I  MY  cross  have  242 
Jesus  is  all  the  world     34 

Jesus  is  calling 75 

Jesus  keep  me  near  the.  .    105 

Jesus  loves  me 141 

Jesus  lover  of  my  soul.  209 
Jesus  may  come  today.  .  35 
Jesus  my  Lord,   to  Thee  259 

Jesus  paid  it  all 233 

Jesus  Savior,  pilot  me.  .   235 

Jesus  shall  reign 193 

Jesus  wants  me  for  a.  .  .  .    136 

Jesus  will 59 

Jesus  will  sustain  you.  32 
Joy  to  the  world 187 


Just  as  I  am 

Just  when  I  nee»  Him. 


J   7"  EEP   T 


H  E  HEAftr . . 


232 
11 


26 


Lead  kindly  light    .    205 
EAD  me  gently 166 

Eaning  on  the 93 

LET  Him    in 227 

Let  Jesus  come  intio...  65 
Let  the  lower  lights.  120 
Let  the  sunshine  in..  139 
Let  your  light  shine. .  .  .  52 
Life  wears  a  different..      51 

Like  a  mighty  sea 88 

Little  sunbeams 135 

List  to  the  strains. 274 

Lo!  Jesus  comes 173 

Longing  Thy  courts  to.  79 
Look  all  around  yon....      58 

Look  and  live 230 

Look  away  to  calvary.  .  144 
Look  the  harvest  field. . .     90 

Lord  God  of  hosts 79 

Lord  I  care  not  for....  236 
Lord  I  hear  of  showers.  225 
Lord  i'm  coming  home.  109 
Lord  Jesus  i  long  To  be  265 
Loudly  unto  the  world..    183 

Love  divine w 199 

Low  in  the  grave  He  lay  197 

Low   in   a   manger 133 

Loyalty  to  Christ 53 

Lyons,   10s.    lis 219 


Majestic  sweetness 
ake  a  forward .... 
aster  the  tempest 
Meet  mother  in  the... 
'Mid  pleasures  and.  ..221 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion 
'Mid  the  storms  of  doubt 
Mine  eyes  have  seen. . . . 


203 
102 
177 
57 
■223 
222 
184 
263 


INDEX 


255 


More  like  the  Master.   108 

My    Country     270 

My  country  'tis  of  thee.  .  278 
My  faith  looks  up  to.  .    194 

My  Father    knows 150 

My  heart   keeps  right..    13 

My  hope  is  built 198 

My  hope  of  heaven 62 

My  Jesus  i  love  ThEE.  .  201 
My  life,  my  love  I  give  123 
My  path  may  be  lonely. .  69 
My  Savior  first  of  all     76 

My  soul  is  so  happy 152 

My  soul  t&day  is  thirst.  •    88 

NEAR  ihs  cross 105 
earer  my  God  to.  .   229 

O  EVIL  SHALL  BEFALL    167 

No  not  one 264 

Nothing  but  the  blood  73 
Now  THE  DAY   IS  over...    121 

O  Columbia  the  gem.   281 
COULD    »   SPEAK 246 

DAY    OF    REST    AND..     195 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  262 

O   HAPPY     day 255 

O  how  i  love  Him 174 

O  listen  t©  eur  wondrous  101 
O  love  that  wilt  not.  220 
O  my  brother  do  you...      63 

O    MY    SOUL    BLESS    THOU.        81 

O  sweet  is  the  story.  ...      56 

O    THAT   WILL  BE  GLORY.  .  4 

O  the  love  of  Jesus....  5 

O  think   of  the  home...  249 

O  TURN  ye 182 

O  why  net  say  yes 149 

O    WORSHI*   THE  KING. 217-219 

Oh,  it  is  wonderful...    154 

Oh  say  can  you  see 277 

One  sweetly  solemn...    168 

Only  a  step 97 

Only  trust  Him 254 

On  the  battle  field  of  life  138 

ON  THE  6REAT  HIGHWAY.     110 


Onward  christian  .  .  . 
Onward  up  the  King's. 
Open  my  eyes  that  i  . 
Open  the  door  for  th 
Over  and  over  again.. 


208 
110 
107 
142 
92 


ASS    ME    NOT 117 

raise  God  from....    297 


Raise  me  Jesus  to.  .   153 
eapers  are  needed.   162 

emember    me 276 

Rescue  the  perishing.  .     25 

Revive  us  again 256 

Ring  the  bells  of 95 

Rock  of  ages 180 

Rock  of  ages 240 

Salvation  o  the 253 

atisfied 47 

avEd,  saved 186 

Savior  like  a  shepherd  252 

Savior  Thy  dying  love.  .  .  89 

Send  the  news  o'er  all  the  67 

Shall  we  gather 190 

Since  Christ   my   soul...  83 

Since  i  found  my  Savior  51 

Since  i  have  been 214 

Since  I  lost  my  sins....  215 

Since  I  started  for  the..  158 

Sing  them  over  again  to  77 

Sing  the  wondrous  love.  64 

Sing  we  the  praises 181 

SOFTEY    AND   TENDERLY. . .        87 

Somebody. did  a  golden.  91 

Somebody  knows    156 

Someone  is  looking  to.  .  52 

Someone's  last  call.  ...  98 

Something  for  Jesus.  .  .  89 

Sometime,  somewhere.  .  161 

Somewhere  beyond  the.  147 

Somewhere  the  sun  is..  85 

Songs  in  the  night.  ...  86 

So  precious  is  Jesus....  16 


Sowing  in  the  morning.  .  251 
Spend  one  hour  with..     31 

Standing  on  the. 48 

Stand  up  for  Jesus 243 

Sun  of  my  soul 192 

Sunshine  and  rain  ....  137 
Sunshine  in  the  soul..     29 

Sweet  by  and  by 250 

Sweet  heavenly  bells..  274 
Sweet  hour  of  prayer.  204 
Sweet  is  the  promise. ...  41 
Sweeter  as  the  days  go      5 


Take  me  as  i  am.  .  .  259 

ake  the  same  of.  .  18 

ell  it  wherever..  10 

Tell  me  the  old,  old..  96 

That  old,  old  story  is.  .  164 

The  banner  of  the.  .. .  104 

The  broken  heart   ....  99 

The  church  in  the...  54 

The  earth  and  the 84 

The  earth  is  The  Lorb's  84 

The  fight  is  on 114 

The  gates  never  close.  28 

The  clory  song 4 

The  good  old-fashioned.  160 

The  grand  ol»  bible...  80 

The  great  physician...  258 

The  home  over  there.  .  249 

The  King's  business....  46 

The  Lord  is  my 169 

The  morning  light  is.  .  244 

The  nearer  I  reach  the. .  14 

THE   NEARER,  THE  SWEETER     14 

The  new  glory  soarc...  106 
The  old  book  and  the.  184 
The  old  time  RELiOiON.  267 
The  order  has  gone  forth  275 
The  red,  white  and  blue  281 
The  service  of  Jesus.  ...  61 
The  sinner  an»  the...   163 

The  slaves  of  drink 272 

The  son  of  god  «oes 200 

The  star-spancuJ» 277 

The  touch  of  his  hano      8 


256 


INDEX 


The  voice  of  many 185 

The  walls  of  jericho.  .  271 
The  way  of  the  cross.  .       6 

The  wayside  cross 273 

The  wonderful  story..  56 
There  are  days  so  dark. .  8 
There  cometh  no  night  42 
There  is  a  fountain...  196 
There  is  glory  in  my..  215 
There  is  power  in  the.  49 
There  is  work  for  all  to  103 
There  will  i  follow...  145 
There's  a  church  in  the.  54 
There's  a  land  that  is..  250 
There's  a  song  in  my...  155 
There's  a  song  of  joy...  13 
There's  a  stranger  at  the  227 

There's  a  wideness 247 

There's  a  wonderful  . .  .  164 
There's  not  a  friend...  264 
There's  one  who  can  ...  30 
There's  sunshine  in  my.  29 
They'll  thank  us  by.  . .  272 

This  my  plea. 22 

Tho,  the  way  we  journey  3 
Throw  out  the  life-line    66 

'TIS   THE   BLESSED  HOUR..       55 

'Tis  the  grandest  theme.  263 
To  God  my  earnest  voice  43 
To  THE  field 103 


U 


nanswered  yet  ....    161 
ndEr  the  cross...   261 


Wake  the  song.  . .    172 
e  are  traveling. .     21 
e    may    lighten. .      26 
We  must    win   them   one     74 
We  praise  Thee  O  God.   256 
We  shall  all  clasp  hands     70 

WE   SHALL   SEE   THE   KING         3 

We  watch  for  the  morn.  42 
We  will  talk  it  c'n?..  21 
Weary  soul  by  sin  opprest  31 
We're  marching  to  Zion  207 

What  a  fellowship 93 

What  a  friend    202 

What  can  wash  away  my     73 

What  did  He  do 101 

What  I  am  Thine  eye.  22 
When  all  my  labors  and  4 
When  I  have  finished  my  47 
When  I  think  of  my...  146 
When  mourning  oft  ....  144 
When  my  life  work  is..  76 
When  peace  like  a  river  24 
When  storms  around  are  276 

When  the  clouds  of S6 

When  the  roll  is  called  94 
When  the  trumpet  of  the  94 
When  upon  life's  billows     82 


When   we  all  GET  TO..      64 

Where  He  leads  me 126 

Where  Jesus  is,  'tis...  83 
Which  way  shall  I  take.  .  273 
While  Jesus  whispers  to  111 
While  we  pray  and  while  122 

Whiter  than  snow 265 

Whithersoever  thou  goest  145 
Whom  having  not  seen  33 
Whosoever   heareth    ....      60 

Whosoever  will  60 

Who  will  open  mercy's.  .      59 

Why  do   you   wait 130 

Why  not  now 122 

Why  not  say  yes 149 

Will  there  be  any  stars  27 
Win  them  one  by  one.  .  74 
Wonderful  words  of  life  77 
Work  for  The  nicht  is.  241 
World-wide  prohibition  275 
Would  you  be  free  from  49 
Would  you  live  for  Jesus  68 
Wounded  for  our  trans.   181 


ye  gates   lift  your  45 

e  must  be  born  ...  39 

e  servants  218 

Yield  not  to  temptation  134 

You  ask  what  makes  me  112 

You  have  heard   of  the.  151 

You  will  live  a  life  of. .  72 


Responsive  Readings 


An»  seeing  the  multitudes  (Matt.  5)  285 
Bless  the  Lord,  o  my  soul  (Psalm  103)  286 
HE  that  dwellETh  (Psalm  91) 292 

HO,     EVERY     ONE     THAT     THIRSTETH 

(Isaiah  55)    290 

I   believe  in   God   the  Father    (The 
Apostles'  Creed) 283 

Let  not  your  heart  be  troubled 

(John  14:1-3,  16-21)   293 

The  Lord  ms  my  shepherd  (Psalm  23) .  284 


The  names  of  Jesus 282 

The  ten  commandments  (Exodu*  XX. 

3-17)    294 

There  is  therefore  now  (Romans 

8:1-17)    291 

There   was  a   man   of  the  Pharisees 

(John  3:1-18)    289 

Though    i    speak    with    the   tongues 

(1  Cor.  13)   287 

Who  hath  believed  our  report? 

(Isaiah  53)   2*8 


